I dont know whether u guys have seen this anywhere before, but i will just post it here.
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Dear Santa,
You must be surprised that I am writing to you today, the 26th December. Well, I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month, when, filled with illusion, I wrote you my letter.
I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of roller blades, and a football uniform. I destroyed my brains studying the whole year. Not only was I the first in my class, but I had he best grades in the whole school. I am not going to lie to you, there was no one in my entire neighbourhood that behaved better than me, with my parents, my brothers, my friends, and with my neighbours. I would go on errands, and even help the elderly across the street. There was virtually nothing within reach that I would not do for humanity.
What balls do you have to leave me with a fucking yoyo, a lame whistle, and a pair of ugly socks. What the fuck were you thinking, you fat prick, that you have taken me for a sucker the whole fucking year to come out with some shit like this under the tree.
As if you hadnt fucked me enough, you gave that little quiff across the street so many toys that he cant even walk into his house. Dont let me see you, trying to fit your big fat ass down my chimney next year. I will fuck u up. I will throw rocks at those stupid reindeers and scare them away so you will have to walk back to the fucking North Pole. Just like what I have to do now since you didnt get me that fucking bike.
FUCK YOU Santa, Next year you will find out how bad i can be. you Fat Cocksucker.
Sincerely, Little Johnny.