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"I saw Santa"

Last night, it was really strange.
I'd just had a nice family day with my Mummy Daddy Auntie Jane and Uncle Tom. We spent the day playing cards and eating waaaay too much.

The growed ups stayed up really late whereas I went to bed around 8 like a good little boy. Then at around midnight I heard a noise at my bedroom door. It flung open and standing there was Santa! He walked over to my bed holding his big sack. There was a slight smell of alcohol, so it's not wonder he's such a jolly fellow.

When he was by my side he simply said, "Hello there, little boy. I've got a huge present for you in my big sack..." Shortly after this there was a lot of shouting and red faced people. What did Santa do wrong to make Daddy so mad?

On a side note Uncle Tom had been arrested by the time I woke up this morning....

Forza wrote:
> You're possibly the most obsessed, desperate person ever.

I am not

You're possibly the most obsessed, desperate person ever.

sleep with me

is that an offer

;o)

But then where would I sleep?

i'd sleep in your bed if i could

They suggest that, but they know it is unlikely that is where she will be...

do they say to always let the girl sleep in the spare room incase she jumps on you?

They have already.

They said this, "When a man and a woman really love each other and are married"...there was then a little more stuff about blah-blah then this..."but if your Uncle ever comes into your room again, call us or 999 straight away!"

Did you really see Father Christmas?

I thin your parents should have *the* talk.

Yes, kinda well drunk.

3 beers at pub

3 glasses at home

2 beers..

I'm gonna go out n meet my mate in a sec...

I'm shameful..I did tell ya i was gonna get drunk xmas day