Morning...from Jim Wilder A mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up on the center of the bed. It was addressed, Mom. With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope with trembling hands and read: Dear Mom, it is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing to you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with you and Dad. I’ve been finding real passion with him and he is so nice, even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and motorcycle clothes. But it’s not just the passion Mom, I’m pregnant and he said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that is now one of my dreams to. He taught me that marijuana doesnt really hurt anyone and well be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime well pray that science finds a cure for AIDS so he can get better, he sure deserves it! Dont worry Mom, I’m 15yrs old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I’m sure well be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren. Your daughter, Sophie... P.S. Mom, none of the above is true. Im over at the neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk top drawer. I love you! Call me when it is safe to come home.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Sep 2014 20:13:43 +0000