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 double-double seeking, snow-chasing, short-cutting, vertical feet collector
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Posted - 05/06/2004 : 4:35 PM
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A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a letter over the bed. With the worst premonition, she reads it, with trembling hands:
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you that I eloped with my new boyfriend. I found real passion and he is so nice, with all his piercings and tattoos and his big motorcycle.
But is not only that mom, I am pregnant and Thor said that we will be very happy in his trailer in the woods.
He wants to have many more children with me and that's one of my dreams.
I've learned that marijuana doesn't hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us and his friends, who are providing us with all the cocaine and ecstasy we may want.
In the meantime, we'll pray for the science to find the AIDS cure, for Thor to get better, he deserves it.
Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself.
Some day I'll visit for you to know your grandchildren.
Your daughter,
Judith
PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm at the neighbor's house. I just wanted to
show you that there are worst things in life than the school's report card that's in my desk's drawer...I love you! |
Edited by - seawallrunner on 05/06/2004 4:39 PM
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Outdoors addicted flyfishing, skiing, snowshoeing, hiking car crooner and resident motormouth
Da'Wack, BC
Canada
5368 Posts |
Posted - 05/06/2004 : 4:48 PM
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hehe, that's one talented kid! Who needs good grades when you are a master in the art of persuasion. |
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Trail running, bike hucking, fast packing, beer drinking collector of pine cones on a day pass
AKA
Dances with Trees
Forest Gnome Cabin
Canada
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Posted - 05/06/2004 : 4:56 PM
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My daughter dating the Mighty Thor-that might come in handy..... |
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Fleece thong wearin, Buntzen Lurkin, mystic poet mountain man and international spokesman of the friends of the white squirrel society
Port Moody, B.C.
Canada
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Posted - 05/06/2004 : 5:16 PM
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ahhhh "kids" you gotta love'm
Dear Mom
Our scoutmaster told us all write our parents in case you saw the
flood on TV and worried. We are OK. Only 1 of our tents and 2 sleeping
bags got washed away. Luckily, none of us drowned because we were
up on the mountain looking for Chad when it happened.
Oh yes, please call Chad's mother and tell her he is OK. He can't write
because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search & rescue jeeps. It
was neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it hadn't been
lightning. Scoutmaster Webb got mad at Chad for going on a hike
alone without telling anyone. Chad said he did tell him, but it was
during the fire so he probably didn't hear him.
Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas can will blow up?
The wet wood still didn't burn, but one of our tents did. Also some of
our clothes. John is going to look weird until his hair grows back.
We will be home Saturday if Scoutmaster Webb gets the car fixed. It
wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked OK when we left.
Scoutmaster Webb said that a car that old you have to expect
something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance
on it. We think it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if
it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the tailgate. It gets pretty hot
with 10 people in a car. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until
the highway patrolman stopped and talked to us. Scoutmaster Webb
is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching
Terry how to drive. But he only lets him drive on the mountain roads
where there isn't any traffic. All we ever see are logging trucks.
This morning all the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out
in the lake. Scoutmaster Webb wouldn't let me because I can't swim
and Chad was afraid he would sink because of his cast, so he let us
take the canoe across the lake. It was great. Scoutmaster Webb isn't
crabby like some scoutmasters. He didn't even get mad about us not
wearing our lifejackets.
Guess what? We've all passed our first aid merit badges. When Dave
dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works.
Also Wade and I threw up. Scoutmaster Webb said it was probably
food poisoning from the leftover chicken. He said they got sick that
way from the food in prison. I'm glad he got out of there and became
our scoutmaster.
I have to go now. We are going into town to mail our letters and buy
bullets. Don't worry about anything. We are fine.
Love,
Colin
PS... How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?
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Outdoors addicted flyfishing, skiing, snowshoeing, hiking car crooner and resident motormouth
Da'Wack, BC
Canada
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Posted - 05/06/2004 : 5:18 PM
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ROFLMAO! That was priceless Russ |
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