Dear Santa,
On Thursday night, I landed right on my butt in the middle of a crowded cafeteria. And today, I proceeded to bite it again in the treacherous snow. Fortunately, there were fewer audience members this time.
For Christmas this year, I would greatly appreciate a pair of snow boots with the best level of traction available. I would like to walk to class with some peace of mind. Not fearing a concussion or a broken tailbone with each step. Merry Christmas!
Love,
Emily
No comments:
Post a Comment