{"id":4166,"date":"2015-03-01T14:30:58","date_gmt":"2015-03-01T12:30:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/joke-archives.com\/?p=4166"},"modified":"2015-03-01T14:30:58","modified_gmt":"2015-03-01T12:30:58","slug":"dear-santa-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/?p=4166","title":{"rendered":"Dear Santa"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Santa,<\/p>\n<p>You must be surprised that I&#8217;m writing to you today, the 26th of December. Well, I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month, when, filled with illusion, I wrote you my letter. I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of roller blades, and a football uniform. I destroyed my brain studying the whole year. Not only was I the first in my class, but I had the best grades in the whole school.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not going to lie to you, there was no one in my entire neighborhood that behaved better than me, with my parents, my brothers, my friends, and with my neighbors. I would go on errands, and even help the elderly cross the street. There was virtually nothing within reach that I would not do for humanity.<\/p>\n<p>What balls do you have leaving me a f**king yo-yo, a stupid whistle and a pair of socks. What the f**k were you thinking, you fat son of a bitch, that you&#8217;ve taken me for a sucker the whole f**king year to come out with some shit like this under the tree. As if you hadn&#8217;t f**ked me enough, you gave that little faggot across the street so many toys that he can&#8217;t even walk into his house.<\/p>\n<p>Please don&#8217;t let me see you trying to fit your big fat ass down my chimney next year. I&#8217;ll f**k you up. I&#8217;ll throw rocks at those stupid reindeer and scare them away so you&#8217;ll have to walk back to the f**king North Pole, just like what I have to do now since you didn&#8217;t get me that f**king bike. F**K YOU SANTA. Next year you&#8217;ll find out how bad I can be, you FAT-SON-OF-A-BITCH.<\/p>\n<p>Sincerely,<br \/>\nLittle Johnny<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Santa, You must be surprised that I&#8217;m writing to you today, the 26th of December. Well, I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month, when, filled with illusion, I wrote you my letter. I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[54],"tags":[926,1283],"class_list":["post-4166","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-season","tag-little-johnny","tag-santa-claus"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4166","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4166"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4166\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4166"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4166"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.joke-archives.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4166"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}