Thread: Write your letter to Santa!!

Ah, mad libs...

Santa Clause
North Pole, Earth

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Michelle's Office party. It was Sarah who spiked the punch with too much Chardonnay I can't help it if I drank 8 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like muffins.

I thought it was funny when I put Danny's bra on my head and danced the tango on the sofa while singing `Kamen'. I didn't mean to break Michelle's CD Player and don't know why Michelle would accuse me of arson.

I don't remember calling Jack's wife a worrisome chicken---even though she looked like one with red eye shadow and blue lipstick!

And when I threw up on Maddie's husband's moob, it was only because I ate too much of that pickle.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my car through my neighbor's roof. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a cumbersome pig and have me arrested for larceny!

So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all happy and cool. And I'm really not to blame for any of this sweet stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and hopefully yours,
Ramu (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 9 bucks![/b]

I chose DV members for this:

Santa Claus
North Pole, Earth


Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Icedawg's Office party. It was Seeker who spiked the punch with too much rum and egg nog. I can't help it if I drank 54 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Old Spice.

I thought it was funny when I put Ophelia Blue's g-string on my head and danced the Polka on the chesterfield while singing `I'm too sexy'. I didn't mean to break Icedawg's vibrator and don't know why Icedawg would accuse me of jaywalking.

I don't remember calling Ex-nine's wife a fucked turkey---even though she looked like one with gold eye shadow and black lipstick!

And when I threw up on Aquanina's husband's penis, it was only because I ate too much of that oyster dip.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my hummer through my neighbor's toilet. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a disturbed emu and have me arrested for embezzlement!

So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all pretty and worried. And I'm really not to blame for any of this tiresome stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and surreptitiously yours,
Nancy (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 45698 bucks!


SO FUNNY!

how do you call this things where you fill in the blanks, can somebody find some more it's so funny

madlibs

Originally posted by kramari
how do you call this things where you fill in the blanks, can somebody find some more it's so funny

Thanks Barbizzle.. I couldn't remember what they were called!

kramari, below are more sites for MadLibs:

http://www.pbs.org/kratts/crazy/madlibs/

http://www.madlibs.org/

http://www.madlibs.org/cgi-bin/madlib?hamlet.ml2

http://www.elibs.com/e/home

http://www.penguinputnam.com/static/packag...adlibs/fun.html

hehe thanks. so funny.

Santa Claus
North Pole, Earth


Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Cher's Office party. It was Naomi who spiked the punch with too much Grey Goose & Cranberry. I can't help it if I drank 4 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like vanilla.

I thought it was funny when I put Rick's bra on my head and danced the Macarena on the sofa while singing `I Would Do Anything For Love'. I didn't mean to break Cher's DVD and don't know why Cher would accuse me of breaking & entering.

I don't remember calling Cory's wife a crazy goat---even though she looked like one with pink eye shadow and green lipstick!

And when I threw up on Angie's husband's finger, it was only because I ate too much of that apple pie.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Miata through my neighbor's attic. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a ugly cat and have me arrested for drunken driving!

So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all stupid and fat. And I'm really not to blame for any of this dense stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and quickly yours,
Jenni (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 44 bucks!