Kool-Aid
04-29-2004, 03:26 PM
A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a
letter on the bed.
With the worst premonition, she reads it, with
trembling hands:
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you that
I have eloped with my new boyfriend; I know
how upset you will be but I am truly happy.
I have found real passion and he is so nice, with
all his piercing 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 to sell to support ourselves and our children.
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 Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take
care of myself.
Some day I'll visit f! or I know you will want to get to know your
grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm over at Sarah's house. I just wanted
to show you that there are worse things in life than the school's
report card that's in my desk drawer . I love you
letter on the bed.
With the worst premonition, she reads it, with
trembling hands:
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you that
I have eloped with my new boyfriend; I know
how upset you will be but I am truly happy.
I have found real passion and he is so nice, with
all his piercing 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 to sell to support ourselves and our children.
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 Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take
care of myself.
Some day I'll visit f! or I know you will want to get to know your
grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm over at Sarah's house. I just wanted
to show you that there are worse things in life than the school's
report card that's in my desk drawer . I love you