Day fourteen - Friday Funny
Hat tipped to Cyndy for this...
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his son's bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to 'Dad.' With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.
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 have been finding real passion with Karen, and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes, and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion, Dad, she's pregnant.
Karen 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 more children. Karen 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 other people for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science finds a cure for AIDS so Karen can get better; she deserves it.
Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know the grandchildren.
Love, your son,
John
PS. 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 report card in my center desk drawer.
I love you. Call me when it's safe to come home.
Have a great weekend everyone.
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his son's bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to 'Dad.' With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.
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 have been finding real passion with Karen, and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes, and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion, Dad, she's pregnant.
Karen 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 more children. Karen 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 other people for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science finds a cure for AIDS so Karen can get better; she deserves it.
Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know the grandchildren.
Love, your son,
John
PS. 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 report card in my center desk drawer.
I love you. Call me when it's safe to come home.
Have a great weekend everyone.
posted by Sam at 1:39 PM
2 Comments:
Still laughing! Thanks for that one!
The whole time I'm reading this I'm imagining standing in Isaiah's room...
So, so very funny!
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