Wardy
NSC's Benefits Guru
A father passing by his son's bedroom, was astonished to see the bed was nicely made, and everything was picked up. Then, he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on 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 this to you. I have eloped with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene with
Mum and you.
I've found true love with Tracy, but I knew you would not approve, because of her piercings, tattoos and her tight motorcycle clothes. She is also twelve years older than me.
But it's not only the passion, Dad. She's pregnant.. Tracy said that we will be very happy. She owns a hut in the woods, and has enough firewood for the
whole winter. We share the dream of having many more children.
Tracy 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 the other people in the commune, for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, so Tracy can get better.
Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 now and know how to take care of myself.. One day , I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know your many grandchildren.
Love, from your son,
Kenneth.
P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Jason's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the school report that's on the kitchen table. Let me know when it's safe to come home.
'Dear, Dad. It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing this to you. I have eloped with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene with
Mum and you.
I've found true love with Tracy, but I knew you would not approve, because of her piercings, tattoos and her tight motorcycle clothes. She is also twelve years older than me.
But it's not only the passion, Dad. She's pregnant.. Tracy said that we will be very happy. She owns a hut in the woods, and has enough firewood for the
whole winter. We share the dream of having many more children.
Tracy 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 the other people in the commune, for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, so Tracy can get better.
Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 now and know how to take care of myself.. One day , I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know your many grandchildren.
Love, from your son,
Kenneth.
P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Jason's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the school report that's on the kitchen table. Let me know when it's safe to come home.