Post by kokonutwoman on Apr 14, 2008 12:04:38 GMT 12
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was
nicely made, and everything was picked up. Then, he saw an envelope,
propped up prominently on the pillow. It was addressed, 'Dad.' With the
worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter, with
trembling hands.
'Dear, Dad.
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope
with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mum and you.
I've been finding real passion with Stacy, and she is so nice, but I knew
you would not approve of her, because of all her piercing's, tattoos, her
tight Motorcycle clothes, and because she is so much older than I am. But
it's not only the passion, Dad. She's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be
very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods, and has a stack of firewood
for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Stacy
has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't, really hurt anyone.
We'll be growing it for ourselves, and trading it with The other people in
the commune, for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime,
we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, so Stacy can get better.
She sure deserves it!!
Don't worry Dad, I'm 15, and I know how to take care of myself. Someday,
I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know your many
grandchildren
Love your son Joshua.
P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Jason's house. I just
wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the school
report that's on my desk.
Call when it is safe for me to come home.
nicely made, and everything was picked up. Then, he saw an envelope,
propped up prominently on the pillow. It was addressed, 'Dad.' With the
worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter, with
trembling hands.
'Dear, Dad.
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope
with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mum and you.
I've been finding real passion with Stacy, and she is so nice, but I knew
you would not approve of her, because of all her piercing's, tattoos, her
tight Motorcycle clothes, and because she is so much older than I am. But
it's not only the passion, Dad. She's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be
very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods, and has a stack of firewood
for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Stacy
has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't, really hurt anyone.
We'll be growing it for ourselves, and trading it with The other people in
the commune, for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime,
we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, so Stacy can get better.
She sure deserves it!!
Don't worry Dad, I'm 15, and I know how to take care of myself. Someday,
I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know your many
grandchildren
Love your son Joshua.
P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Jason's house. I just
wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the school
report that's on my desk.
Call when it is safe for me to come home.
