One day, a father came home and saw this letter from his seventeen years old son on the table:
"Dear Dad,
I just wanted to tell you that I have found the Love of My Life and I have run away with her. Jane is thirty-two years old divorced and she is a wonderful person, if you look beyond her Alcoholism and her cocaine addiction. I'm sure you won't mind, dad, but I've taken $25,000 from your safe to buy a diamond necklace for her. Of course, we're also trying very hard to cure her AIDS. She needs someone to care for her, and I'm sure Ican do that. We'll be living in her personal beer bar, where she'll dance and earn money for our livelihood. I'm old enough to handle the responsibilities, so don't worry.
Your loving son
Ted
P.S. None of the above is really true. If you want to find me, I'm in my room. Just wanted to remind you there are worse things than that report card in the drawer of this table...."
"Dear Dad,
I just wanted to tell you that I have found the Love of My Life and I have run away with her. Jane is thirty-two years old divorced and she is a wonderful person, if you look beyond her Alcoholism and her cocaine addiction. I'm sure you won't mind, dad, but I've taken $25,000 from your safe to buy a diamond necklace for her. Of course, we're also trying very hard to cure her AIDS. She needs someone to care for her, and I'm sure Ican do that. We'll be living in her personal beer bar, where she'll dance and earn money for our livelihood. I'm old enough to handle the responsibilities, so don't worry.
Your loving son
Ted
P.S. None of the above is really true. If you want to find me, I'm in my room. Just wanted to remind you there are worse things than that report card in the drawer of this table...."
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