harthyss
15 Feb 2006, 03:02 PM
A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a letter over the bed.
With the worst premonition, she reads it with trembling hands:
Dear Mum,
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 piercing and tattoos and his big motorcycle. But it's not only that
mum, I'm pregnant and Ahmed said that we will be very happy in his tent in the woods. He wants to have many more children with me and
that's one
of my dreams. I've learned that marihuana doesn't hurt anyone and we'll
be growing it for us and his friends who are providing us with all the
cocaine and ecstasies we may want. In the meantime, we'll pray for the
science to find the AIDS cure for Ahmed to get better, he deserves it.
Don't worry Mum, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of
myself. Some day I'll visit for you to meet your grandchildren.
Your daughter, Judith
PS: Mum, it's not true. I'm at the neighbors’ house. I just wanted to
Show you that there are worst things in life than the school's report card that's in my desk's drawer . . . I love you! XXX[/align]
With the worst premonition, she reads it with trembling hands:
Dear Mum,
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 piercing and tattoos and his big motorcycle. But it's not only that
mum, I'm pregnant and Ahmed said that we will be very happy in his tent in the woods. He wants to have many more children with me and
that's one
of my dreams. I've learned that marihuana doesn't hurt anyone and we'll
be growing it for us and his friends who are providing us with all the
cocaine and ecstasies we may want. In the meantime, we'll pray for the
science to find the AIDS cure for Ahmed to get better, he deserves it.
Don't worry Mum, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of
myself. Some day I'll visit for you to meet your grandchildren.
Your daughter, Judith
PS: Mum, it's not true. I'm at the neighbors’ house. I just wanted to
Show you that there are worst things in life than the school's report card that's in my desk's drawer . . . I love you! XXX[/align]