I got your christmas right here, bitch.

Dear Santa:
I've been a pretty good girl this year.
Here is a list of things I would like:



Wentworth Miller. I think my husband would be okay with it. Normally I ask you for Ewan McGregor but you never follow through, you fat bastard.




I'd like all the really fat girls to stop wearing belly shirts. I want magical powers that I promise to use only for good and the ability to put my leg behind my head. (medical reasons,ahem moving on...) I want Linda Lavin to come to my house and sing me to sleep every night. I want the Great Gazoo to fly around with me when I grocery shop. I want the ability to do a triple axle and chocolate cream pie that doesn't make me fat. I want to be able to teleport to any local, but that can fall under magical powers really. I'd like to time travel, change what I want and come back, see how it turned out, go back again and fine tune it. These are just a few things I want. I reserve the right to change this list at anytime before Christmas Eve.

Sincerly,
JudyFinkel