I met Santa today. It was not very fun. As a matter of fact, I became so stressed out that I threw up all over myself and mommy when it was over. This guy better bring me some seriously good presents.
Mr. T, that's alright. What Santa doesn't know is that you and I will be waiting on those reindeer of his when he flys over Goose Pond Hunt Club in a few years, and then lets see how a jolly old elf reacts. I bet he's the one that will hit the panic button and throw up on himself. If that doesn't get his attention we will make him some deer poop cookies, just be sure to let your Dad in on the joke. Boy I can't wait to teach you some new tricks, nobody with half a brain will ever pick on you. Have a happy Thanksgiving and tell your folks and our friends hello for me. Love Uncle Bud.
Mr. T, that's alright. What Santa doesn't know is that you and I will be waiting on those reindeer of his when he flys over Goose Pond Hunt Club in a few years, and then lets see how a jolly old elf reacts. I bet he's the one that will hit the panic button and throw up on himself. If that doesn't get his attention we will make him some deer poop cookies, just be sure to let your Dad in on the joke. Boy I can't wait to teach you some new tricks, nobody with half a brain will ever pick on you. Have a happy Thanksgiving and tell your folks and our friends hello for me. Love Uncle Bud.
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