vishal_1986
Par 100 posts (V.I.P)
A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom
> was
> astonished to see the bed was nicely made and
> everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an
> envelope
> propped up prominently on the centre of 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, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my
> new
> boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene
> with
> Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with
> Randy
> and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him
> you'll like him too - even with all his piercing,
> tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only
> the
> passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he
> wants
> me to have the kid and that we can be very happy
> together. Even though Randy is much older than me
> (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and has
> no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the
> way of our relationship, don't you agree?
> Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a
> trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood
> for!
> the whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriends
> as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his
> own
> way. He wants to have many more children with me and
> that's now one of my dreams too. Randy taught me
> that
> marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be
> growing it for us and we'll trade it with our
> friends
> for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the
> meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure
> for
> AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!!
> Your loving daughter,
> Rosie.
>
> At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".
> Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet,
> and read:
>
>
> PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the
> neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that
> there are worse things in life than my report card
> that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and
> call when it is safe for me to come home. I love
> you!
> was
> astonished to see the bed was nicely made and
> everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an
> envelope
> propped up prominently on the centre of 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, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my
> new
> boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene
> with
> Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with
> Randy
> and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him
> you'll like him too - even with all his piercing,
> tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only
> the
> passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he
> wants
> me to have the kid and that we can be very happy
> together. Even though Randy is much older than me
> (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and has
> no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the
> way of our relationship, don't you agree?
> Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a
> trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood
> for!
> the whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriends
> as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his
> own
> way. He wants to have many more children with me and
> that's now one of my dreams too. Randy taught me
> that
> marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be
> growing it for us and we'll trade it with our
> friends
> for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the
> meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure
> for
> AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!!
> Your loving daughter,
> Rosie.
>
> At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".
> Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet,
> and read:
>
>
> PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the
> neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that
> there are worse things in life than my report card
> that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and
> call when it is safe for me to come home. I love
> you!
