Essays, Art and Plays by Dan

Dear Dan

You have been a naughty boy this year so I regret to inform you that you will not receive any gifts from Santa this year. Rudolph, however, will be sure to poop on your roof when we fly over in a few days.

On my naughty list, I have you down for eating the last piece of your wife’s favorite candy, for charging pizza each week to your son’s credit card and I am sure you will cheat again on this year’s income tax return. I hope you will be a good boy next year but I doubt it!

Merry Christmas,
Santa