jpattersonnh
08-11-2005, 09:35 AM
Dear Dad:
>
>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 Center Of The Bed. 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
>this. I Had To Elope With My New Girlfriend Because I Wanted
>to Avoid A Scene With Mom And You.
>i've Been Finding Real Passion With Barbara And She
>is So Nice Even With All Her Piercing, Tattoos, And Her Tight Motorcycle Clothes.
>but It's Not Only The Passion, Dad - She's Pregnant And Barbara Assures Me That We Will Be Very Happy.
>even Though You Don't Care For Her Since She Is So Much Older
>than I Am, She Already Owns A Trailer In The Woods And Has A
>stack Of Firewood Enough For The Whole Winter.
>she Wants To Have Many More Children With Me And
>that's Now One Of My Dreams Too.
>barbara Taught Me That Marijuana Doesn't Really Hurt Anyone
>and We'll Be Growing It For Ourselves And Trading It With Her
>friends For All The Cocaine And Ecstasy We Need.
>in The Meantime, We Pray That Science Will Find A Cure For Aids
>so That Barbara Can Get Better; She Sure Deserves It!!
>don't Worry, Dad, I'm 15 Years Old Now 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 Grandchildren.
>
>your Son, John
>
>
>p.s. Dad, None Of This Is True. I'm Over At Billy's House. I Just Wanted To Remind You That There Are Worse Things In Life Than My Report Card Which Is In My Desk Center Drawer.
>
>i Love You!
>
>
>ps:call When It's Safe For Me To Come Home
>
>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 Center Of The Bed. 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
>this. I Had To Elope With My New Girlfriend Because I Wanted
>to Avoid A Scene With Mom And You.
>i've Been Finding Real Passion With Barbara And She
>is So Nice Even With All Her Piercing, Tattoos, And Her Tight Motorcycle Clothes.
>but It's Not Only The Passion, Dad - She's Pregnant And Barbara Assures Me That We Will Be Very Happy.
>even Though You Don't Care For Her Since She Is So Much Older
>than I Am, She Already Owns A Trailer In The Woods And Has A
>stack Of Firewood Enough For The Whole Winter.
>she Wants To Have Many More Children With Me And
>that's Now One Of My Dreams Too.
>barbara Taught Me That Marijuana Doesn't Really Hurt Anyone
>and We'll Be Growing It For Ourselves And Trading It With Her
>friends For All The Cocaine And Ecstasy We Need.
>in The Meantime, We Pray That Science Will Find A Cure For Aids
>so That Barbara Can Get Better; She Sure Deserves It!!
>don't Worry, Dad, I'm 15 Years Old Now 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 Grandchildren.
>
>your Son, John
>
>
>p.s. Dad, None Of This Is True. I'm Over At Billy's House. I Just Wanted To Remind You That There Are Worse Things In Life Than My Report Card Which Is In My Desk Center Drawer.
>
>i Love You!
>
>
>ps:call When It's Safe For Me To Come Home