Worst letter a father can read...

Father passing by his teenage daughter s bedroom was astonished to see the

bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an

envelope propped up prominently on the center of 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, but I m leaving

home.I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a

scene with Mom and you. I ve been finding real passion with Randy and he is

so nice to me. I know when you meet him you ll like him too - even

with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it s not only

the passion Dad, I m pregnant and Randy said that he wants me to have the

kid and that we can be very happy together. Even though Randy is much older

than me (anyway,42 isn tso old these days is it?),and has no

money, really these things shouldn t stand in the way of our

relationship,don t you agree? Randy has a great CD collection; he already

owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole

winter. It s true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he ll be

faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me

and that s now one of my dreams too. Randy taught me that marijuana doesn t

really hurt anyone and he ll be growing it for us and we ll trade it

with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime,

we ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better;

he sure deserves it!!

Don t worry Dad, I m 15 years old now 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

grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,

At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO". Hands still

trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read:

PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I m over at the neighbor's house.

I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than

my report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call

when it is safe for me to come home. I love you!!!

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