Dear Santa Claus , I miss you write today December 26 , but I want to clarify certain things that have happened since I sent my letter , full of hope , in which I asked you to bring me a bicycle , an electric train , one nintendo 64 and a pair of skates .
I want to tell Santa Claus that killed myself studying all year , while I was not only the first class , but I took pure buzzed at school , I will not cheat . There was no one who was behaving better than me or their parents , or their siblings , or with their friends and not with your neighbors.
, helped the old people cross the street and there was never something I would not do for my fellow man , and yet WHAT SANTA CLAUS YOURS ! Is that ... leave under the tree top fark , fark a trumpet and a bloody pair of socks,WHAT shiat ! .
What the hell do you think paunchy ? or that I behave like a jerk all this year to come with a shiat of this caliber , and not content with that , the queer son of the neighbor who is idiotic , uneducated , spoiled , disobedient who yells at his mom , that fool of balls you brought everything you asked . So now I want to come an earthquake or something, to take us all to hell , because with a Santa Claus like you, so incompetent and false , rather than the earth swallow us .
But yes , be sure to come next year because I will bust your farking stoned and mangy deer : Starting Rudolph that shiat is gay name . I will scare you so you have to fark , walk like I walk motherfarker , because the bike was I asked to go to school , which is to take the ass from home.
Aaah! and I would not say goodbye without mentarte the mother who bore youwish that when you upload too high you spin the farking sled and hit a good host you for being so child bitch . But yes , I warn you that next year you'll know what a farking child , and a little bastard .
sorry google traslator,but I think you get the concept!