Dear Santa: Can I please go back to jail? This life as an elf - making toys, eating cookies, and playing games 24/7 - isn’t really for me. As you’ll recall, I was serving time for participating in a carpet smuggling ring. In my cell block there was this tattooed, scary guy called the Savage who kept following me around, trying to give me gifts, which freaked me out. So I signed quickly with that candy cane pen. But before I left, the Savage said I just reminded him of his “bruddah.” Basically, I acted rashly. Is the transformation reversible?
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