| | | When Santa runs out of Prozac. | | My sister sent this to me in an e-mail. I had a laugh, so I thought I would pass it around. Hopefully, A few of you will have some laughs.Dear Santa,
I wud lik a kool space ranjur for xmas. Iv ben a gud bo al yeer.
YeR FRenD,
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