A Letter to Santa Claus
Hello, Santa Claus! My name is... I'm supposed to eat at the table, but I'd rather stay. I don't really care about my age! It's not a lot, but I believe and hope that you exist and are reading my letter right now. My mom is a very mean aunt. She doesn't allow me to write letters to you, so I'm sitting cross-legged and writing this letter. Mom only lets me go out to play until I get drunk and run around the street naked. When I don't listen to her, she throws the cat at me, and it often hits me right in the butt =( One day, I couldn't take it anymore and said to her: "Where's my liver??!!!" My dad works as a lip balm tycoon, and when he comes home from work in a bad mood, he yells: "Damn shaver!!!11 pew pew!!1 HE'S REALLY ANGRY!!!1111" and makes me fix his android collider. But I don't know how to fix anything, so I end up making a synchrophasotron. He gets even angrier and forbids me from playing erotic role-playing games with my friends. Dad also gave me a nickname and calls me Mr. Yezhslo instead of my name. That's very hurtful. In general, Santa Claus, if you're not from Arandor, you'll understand how interesting my life is. Dear Santa Claus, if you're not from Arandor, take me with you or send me a cat. Also, make it so that the people close to me love me and give me money for little things more often. My dear Santa Claus, you are my last chance. I hope that in the new year, I will find a naked Zhanna Friske under the Christmas tree. Santa Claus, understand how interesting my life is. If you don't read this letter or it doesn't reach you, I'll be very upset!!!! Remember that I believe in you, great Russian people! !

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