Post by Jesse on Apr 28, 2004 17:04:34 GMT -5
A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a letter
on the bed. With the worst premonition, she reads it with
trembling hands.
"Mom, it is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you that
I eloped with my new boyfriend. I found real passion and he is
so nice, with all his piercings and tattoos and his big motorcycle.
But not only that, Mom. I'm pregnant and Ahmed said that we will
be very happy in his trailer in the woods. He wants to have many
more children with me and that's one of my dreams. I've learned
that marijuana doesn't hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us
and his friends, who are providing us with all the cocaine and
Ecstasy we may want.
In the meantime, we'll pray for the science to find the AIDS cure,
for Ahmed to get better because he really deserves it.
Don't worry, Mom. I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take
care of myself. Some day I'll visit, so you can know your
grandchildren.
Your daughter, Judy
PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm at the Peggy's house. I just wanted
to show you that there are worst things in life than the report
card that's in my desk drawer. Love you!
Saw this one yesterday in an email..