Not the most flattering picture of me, but hey this was pre-weight loss, so what can you expect.
Now Santa Baby about that Christmas list....you don't have to slip a sable under the tree for me. But Santa Baby...fill my stocking with a duplex and checks (not the mix) sign your x on the line.
Come to think of it...that 54' Convertible, light blue might be a better ride than the 91 Rusty Chevrolet that I currently drive.
C'mon Santa Baby....one more little thing, a ring, and I don't mean on the phone.
OK, I'll stop killing that song. I just hope Santa is good to me.
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