Bridgette Andreson
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A Mum goes into her daughters bedroom and sees a letter over the bed. With the worst premonition, she reads it with trembling hand:
Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you that I eloped with my new boyfriend. I've found real passion and he is so nice, with all his piercings, scars and tattoos, and his big motorcycle. But it's 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 could ever 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 about our money situation, Ahmed has arranged for me to appear in certain films that his friends Leroy and Jamal make in their basement. Apparently I can earn £50 per scene. I get a £50 bonus if there are more than three men in the scene and an extra £100 if they use the horse. Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'll visit you so that you can meet your grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to show you that there are worse things in life than denting a car. Sorry about your Porsche, I love you! Judith
Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you that I eloped with my new boyfriend. I've found real passion and he is so nice, with all his piercings, scars and tattoos, and his big motorcycle. But it's 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 could ever 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 about our money situation, Ahmed has arranged for me to appear in certain films that his friends Leroy and Jamal make in their basement. Apparently I can earn £50 per scene. I get a £50 bonus if there are more than three men in the scene and an extra £100 if they use the horse. Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'll visit you so that you can meet your grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to show you that there are worse things in life than denting a car. Sorry about your Porsche, I love you! Judith