Dear Santa,

You may be suprised that I am writing you today, the 26th of December.
Well, I would very much like to clear upcertain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month when, filled with illuson, I wrote you my letter.
I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of rollerblades and a football uniform.
I destroyed my brain studying the whole year. Not only was I the first in my class, but I had the best grades in the whole school.
I'm not going to lie to you. There was no one in my entire neighborhood that behaved better than me with my parents, my brothers, my neighbors and my friends.
I would go on errands and even help the elderly cross the street.
There was vurtually nothing within reach that I would not do for humanity.
What balls you have leaving me a ******* yo-yo, a lame whistle and a pair of ugly socks.
What the **** were you thinking you fat *****, That you've taken me for a sucker the whole ******* year to come out with some **** like this under the tree.
As if you hadn't ****** me enough you gave that little quiff across the street so many toys he can't even walk into the house.
Don't let me see you trying to fit your big fat ass down my chimney next year. I'll **** you up!
I'll throw rocks at those stupid reindeer and scare them away so you'll have to walk back to the ******* North Pole, just like I have to ******* do now since you didn't give me the ******* bike.
**** YOU SANTA.
Next year you'll find out just how bad I can be, you FAT **********.

Sincerly

Little Johnny

I am not sure I get it?

Little Johnny having a bad hair day?