Dear Santa, Do you see us when we’re sleeping, do you really know when we’re awake, like in the song? Love, Jessica

Dear Jessica, Are you really that gullible? Good luck in whatever you do. I’m skipping your house. Santa

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Dearest Santa, We don’t have a chimney in our house, how do you get into our home? Love, Marky

Mark, First, stop calling yourself “Marky”, that’s why you’re getting your butt kicked at school. Second, you don’t live in a house, you live in a low-rent, ghetto apartment complex. Third, I get inside your pad just like all the burglars do, through your bedroom window. Sweet Dreams, Santa

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Dear Santa, I left milk and cookies for you under the tree, and I left carrots for your reindeer outside the back door. Love, Susan

Dear Susan, Milk gives me the runs and carrots make the deer fart in my face when riding in the sleigh. You want to do me a favor? Two words, Jim Beam. Santa