A joke – there are worse things in life.

A father passing by his son’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.

There he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the bed. It was addressed, ‘Dad.’. With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read with trembling hands:

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing this. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with mom and you. I’ve been finding real passion with Barbara and she is so nice even with all her piercing, tatoos and her tigth motorcycle clothes.

But it’s not only the passion dad, she’s pregnant and Barbara said that we will be very happy. Even though you don’t care for her as she is much older than I, she already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. She wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too.

Barbara taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with her friends for all the cocaine and ectasy we want.

In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for aids so Barbara can get better; she 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 son,


PS. Dad, none of this 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. I love you! Call when it’s safe to come home.

I laughed even when I read it in the second time. But I think it has something beyond just joking.

“There are worse things in life than my report card.”

There are worse things in life than no money, urgly dressing, small house and etc. Many of us do not see this point until the worse things come.

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