.::Farewell letter::.

 

A father enters into his daughter's room and finds a letter on her bed. With the worst premonition and both hands trembling starts reading it...

 

Dear Dad and Mommy:

 

With pain and sorrow I tell you that I have scaped with my boyfriend. I have find real love and it's fantastic. I love his piercings, scars, tattos and mostly his motorcycle. Have to tell that now I'm pregnant, but don't worry! Alfred said we're going to be very happy on the little town he's from, he wants to get more children and so do I.

 

Nowadays, I've realised Marijuana doesn't hurt anybody that's why we're going to cultivate it in our future yard for us and our friends, they will give us some coca and some pills in exchange. Meanwhile we're going to pray for Science to find quickly a cure for the AIDS, I want Alfred to get cured soon and I know he will.

 

Oh, and don't worry for the money, we have everything in mind. Alfred's cousin wants us to make some movies filmed in his basement. He told us I can earn like $700 dollars per movie, $900 with 3 men on scene and even $1000 with a horse. I'm so excited!!

 

And please don't worry mommy. I'm already 17 and I can take care of myself!! I'll visit you someday with your granchildren.

 

Until the day. Don't forget your daughter loves you.

 

Kity

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HEY, I'M KIDDING... I'm on Annie's house. This is just about to show you that there are manyyy worse things than my school grades that I'm adding behind this letter.

__________________________________________________________

 

HAHA.

Just 50 bling? :rolleyes:

Very good!

 

O.K. - what about this one:

 

Once upon a time there were two baseball players named Bill and Ted.

They had been playing together for 50 years, right through from the juniors to the old-timers' team.

However, time marches on, and, knowing they don't have much time left before they depart the world, they make a strange pact.

Bill says: "Hey, Ted - I wonder if they've got baseball in Heaven? I'd hate to think I'd have to spend eternity without being able to play."

Ted replies: "I agree - it would be more like Hell it that were the case. Tell you what - let's agree that whoever dies first contacts the other to let him know so he can hopefully live out the rest of his days in peace."

 

The two agree.

 

A few weeks later, Bill sadly passes away.

 

A few days after Bill's funeral, Ted's phone rings. It's "Bill" on the line phoning from the other side.

 

"Ted - I've got some good news and bad news for you. Which would you like first?"

 

Ted replies: "O.K. - you might as well tell me the good news first."

 

Bill says: "O.K., the good news is there's definitely baseball in Heaven - you'll be able to play as much as you like."

 

"And the bad news?" says Ted.

 

"You're pitching tomorrow night."!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :P

That one was good too, but faaaaar awaaayy to be as good as mine. :P

Just 50 bling? :rolleyes:

 

I can throw in a "S.T.O.A." as well, if you like!! :P

:thinking: No thanks.

No, they both sucked. :idea2:

But not as much as "_IT_"!! :P

Mum, Dad...I'm outty.

 

Laters, LeftLeg

XXXX

What do you mean by "outty"?? .............of the closet?? :P

Clearly.

Then congrats!! :P

Leftleg found himself?

Seems like it!! Finished discussing last night's "shenanigans" yet, Ian? :P

Leftleg found himself?

 

I'm free at last!

Are you Martin Luther King reincarnated??