Listen up big guy,

I haven't written you a letter in fifteen years and I'm starting to think that you don't know me at all! Remember me!? KYLE! With the BOY NAME!? My brother chopped off all my curls and that year your brought him a faggy light bright! I WANTED THAT FAGGY LIGHT BRIGHT!

My cat ate the coal you left for me last year. I'm gonna need a new one. And now for the real Christmas business!

First, I really think you owe me that light bright. I need all those little pieces for my cats to lose in order to fuel the rage I use to power my self through the day. As well as all of my house hold appliances. Second, I need socks. Awesome knee highs with the bright colors and interesting patterns. Not those shitty white ones that never have MATCHES. Thirdly, I'm out of milk and don't feel like walking to the store...SO? o_O

Lastly, you know that stupid little robot in my galley? The ridiculous reachy one? [link] ? Yeah....that one. He rules! I want that. Anything, everything to do with that! That would rule.

Seriously,
Kyle

P.S THOSE SOCKS BETTER MATCH!