Bryant
Santa, I really have tried my best this year. Getting lost in a bathroom for an hour wasn't my fault, I couldn't see the door handle from the floor. Yes, I may have invited a few too many friends to my house that one time, and my Dad sure wasn't happy about the holes in the wall, but I never meant for that to happen! After all the craziness, I decided I was in dire need of nap. Unfortunately, I chose to take this nap while functionifng a fully-operational motor vehicle. I hope you wrap my presents as well as I did my car to that tree! But besides these minor bumps, I have been a good boy.
Santa, what I really want more than anything in the world is maybe some rubbing alcohol for my foot (the cuts are starting to get infected), a new driver's license, and another party at my house! Maybe a book on JFK or Stephen Harper? Considering they're my heroes, I should probably learn something about them. And Santa, if you don't give me what I want, I will send you a text with a thousand exclamation marks just to show you how angry I am.
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