Dear Dad - a truly hilarious one.....enjoy the weekend.... A father passing by his teenage daughters 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 Im writing you, but Im leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. Ive been finding real passion with Randy and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him youll like him too - even with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But its not only the passion Dad, Im 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 isnt so old these days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldnt stand in the way of our relationship, dont 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. Its true he has other girlfriends as well but I know hell be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and thats now one of my dreams too. Randy taught me that marijuana doesnt really hurt anyone and hell be growing it for us and well trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, well pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!! Dont worry Dad, Im 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday Im sure well be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren. 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. Im over at the neighbours house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card thats in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home. I love you! Your loving daughter, Rosie.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 02:04:11 +0000
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