Too good, worth reading....

A 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 centre 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't so 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,
Rosie.


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
neighbour'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!