My worst subject was
English, dissecting it, essays, you name it. If I had to write stories, I loved it but otherwise? A real
snoozefest...
There are some things that are worse than a bad report card.
Some if not most,
FTV members, are still hitting the books, so, wanted to add this herein so as to console you and hope you smile wide, after you read it...
> 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 worst 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
> Stacy 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 that we will be back to visit so that 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. That's in my center desk drawer.
> I love you.
>
> Call me when it's safe to come home.