Courtesy of remuslover

[kasche]

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Serena's Christmas party. It was Agnese who spiked the punch with too much vodka. I can't help it if I drank 3 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like musk.

I thought it was funny when I put Elisabetta's scarf on my head and danced the valzer on the sofa while singing 'Live Again'. I didn't mean to break Serena's computer and don't know why Serena would sue me for murder.

I don't remember calling Domenico's wife a mushy pig---even though she looked like one with silver eye shadow and pink lipstick!

And when I threw up on Annarita's husband's hand, it was only because I ate too much of that chocolate.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my bicycle through my neighbor's bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a long cat and have me arrested for robbery!

So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all useless and boring. And I'm really not to blame for any of this caustic stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and honestly yours,
Brunella (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only 7 bucks!





So, Serena, will you ever forgive me? It was all Agnese's fault! And Betta, honestly, I liked too much your scarf.