new zealand....rocks

A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a
letter on the wall 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 Mum, I'm pregnant and Ahmed 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 Ahmed 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.

P.S.: Mum, it's not true. I'm at the neighbour's house. I just
wanted to show you that there are worse things in life than my report
card that's in the desk drawer