Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Letter 607: Dear Santa

My only wish this year is to elope to the North Pole on your sleigh. You are most welcomed to the selection of drinks in my fridge if you decide to drop in on Christmas eve. If beer and cider are not your preferred choice of tipple, the key to my cellar is located just beneath Niño's kennel, next to the set of glass doors that open to the west. There won't be any milk and cookies for you, old man. I mean, c'mon, Santa, milk and cookies are so 20th century-- as is throwing wedding parties for 500 guests. 



Seriously,
Jun


PS: I will bulk bill all your medical appointments. And I promise I will not subject you to a fasting lipid profile and a fasting blood glucose test.

5 Durian(s) Thrown at Jun:

fibrate said...

Well-stocked! Are you sure you can still drink these stuff? ;)

Kenny Mah said...

I guess with all those bottles, Santa's not gonna miss his sleigh much, eh? :P

Jun said...

fibrate: of course!!! no medical reason why i cannot :P

kenny: u're most welcomed to join in for a tipple or two too kenny! the more the merrier!!!

Kenny Mah said...

The more the merrier indeed. And now, my friend, we are but a day (plus plus) away from a new year.

And so Devil and I would like to say, Have yourself a bigger, better, brighter 2012! Happy New Year! Hooray! :)

Jun said...

kenny: happy new yr to u and Devil too!!!