Some Usenet thing, contributed (not written) by Briand Sanderson:

Subject: Barbie's Letter to Santa

December 23, 1996

Dear Santa:

Listen you fat little troll, I've been helping you out every year,
playing at being the perfect Christmas present, wearing skimpy bathing
suits in frigid weather, and drowning in fake tea from one too many tea
parties, and I hate to break it to ya Santa, but IT'S DEFINITELY PAYBACK
TIME!  There had better be some changes around here this Christmas, or
I'm gonna call for a nationwide meltdown (and trust me, you won't wanna
be around to smell it).

So, here's my holiday wish list, Santa:
1.  A nice, comfy pair of sweat pants and a frumpy, oversized sweatshirt.
    I'm sick of looking like a hooker.  How much smaller are these bathing
    suits gonna get?  Do you have any idea what it feels like to have nylon
    and velcro crawling up your butt?

2.  Real underwear that can be pulled on and off.  Preferably white.
    What bonehead at Mattel decided to cheap out and MOLD imitation underwear
    to my skin?!?  It looks like cellulite!

3.  A REAL man...maybe GI Joe.  Hell, I'd take Tickle-Me Elmo over that
    wimped-out excuse for a boyfriend Ken.  And what's with that earring
    anyway?  If I'm gonna have to suffer with him, at least make him (and me)
    anatomically correct.

4.  Arms that actually bend so I can push the aforementioned Ken-wimp
    away once he is anatomically correct.

5.  Breast reduction surgery.  I don't care whose arm you have to twist,
    just get it done.

6.  A jogbra.  To wear until I get the surgery.

7.  A new career.  Pet doctor and school teacher just don't cut it.  How
    about a systems analyst?  Or better yet, an advertising account exec!

8.  A new, more 90s persona.  Maybe "PMS Barbie", complete with a
    miniature container of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and a bag of
    chips; "Animal Rights Barbie", with my very own pain gun, outfitted with
    a fake fur coat and handcuffs; or "Stop Smoking Barbie", sporting a
    removable Nicotrol patch and equipped with several packs of gum.

9.  No more McDonald's endorsements.  The grease is wrecking my vinyl.

10. Mattel stock options.  It's been 37 years--I think I deserve it.

Ok, Santa, that's it.  Considering my valuable contribution to society, I
don't think these requests are out of line.  If you disagree, then you
can find yourself a new bimbo doll for next Christmas.  It's that simple.

                                Yours truly,