Dear Trayton


This is your ol’ pal, Santa. When I sat down this year and thought about what a good boy you’ve always been, I just sighed and smiled and thought “Now that he’s 21, maybe the Naughty will start getting the best of him, and make things exciting around here!” So, as your rite of passage into manhood, at least as far as your age is concerned, I’ve decided to reward your good deeds with some toys that are intended for maximum corruption. So, let loose and have a wild and crazy adulthood as you go from the “Kitten” you once were to a Tiger of a man.




PS – be sure to ask for the Mike Kopack table – I hear it has the best view in the house.


[Hooter’s stuff, Beer]