Rush
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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 you.
I had to elope with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene
with Mom and you.
I've been finding real passion with Stacy, and she is so nice, but I knew
you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, her
tight Motorcycle clothes, and because she is so much older than I am.
But it's not only the passion, Dad.
She's pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy.
She owns a Caravan in the woods, and has a stack of wood for the whole
winter.
We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy 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
Stacy can get better.
She sure deserves it!!
Don't worry Dad, I'm 15, and I know how to take care of myself.
Someday, I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know your many
grand children.
Love, your son, John.
P.S. Dad, none of the above is true.
I'm over at Dave's house.
I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the
school report that's on my desk.
I love you!
Call when it is safe for me to come home.
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 you.
I had to elope with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene
with Mom and you.
I've been finding real passion with Stacy, and she is so nice, but I knew
you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, her
tight Motorcycle clothes, and because she is so much older than I am.
But it's not only the passion, Dad.
She's pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy.
She owns a Caravan in the woods, and has a stack of wood for the whole
winter.
We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy 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
Stacy can get better.
She sure deserves it!!
Don't worry Dad, I'm 15, and I know how to take care of myself.
Someday, I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know your many
grand children.
Love, your son, John.
P.S. Dad, none of the above is true.
I'm over at Dave's house.
I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the
school report that's on my desk.
I love you!
Call when it is safe for me to come home.
