mrg666
05-23-2007, 11:13 AM
Dear Dad Letter...
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> 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
>Mom
>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
>piercings, 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, John.
>
>
>P.S.
>
>
>
>Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted
>to
>remind you that there are worse things in life than the school report
>that's on my desk.
>
>
>
>
> I love you! Call when it is 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 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
>Mom
>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
>piercings, 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, John.
>
>
>P.S.
>
>
>
>Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted
>to
>remind you that there are worse things in life than the school report
>that's on my desk.
>
>
>
>
> I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.