"A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope propped up
prominently on the pillow that was addressed to '
Dad.' With the wort premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.
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 have 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, tight motorcycle clothes, and the fact that she is
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 trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood 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 that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy.
In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so she can get better. She
deserves it.
Don't worry Dad.
I'm 15 and I know how to
take care of myself.
Someday I'm sure we will be back to visit so you can get to know your
grandchildren.
Love, Your Son John
P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than a report card. It is in my center desk drawer. I love you. Call me when it's safe to come home."
I don't know if this is really a true story or not... I just thought it illustrated a good point and made me chuckle. ;) - Ben
