July 14th, 2006



A father entered his daughter's bedroom and saw a letter on the  bed.
He picked it up with trembling hands.
It  read:
Dear Mum and Dad, 
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm  telling you
that I've eloped with my new boyfriend. I've found real love and he  is so
nice.  Especially with all his piercings, scars, tattoos and his big  motorcycle.
But it's not only that, I'm pregnant, and Ahmed said that we will be  very
happy in his caravan 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. They're the one's  providing us with all the cocaine and
ecstasy we could ever want. In the  meantime, we'll pray for science to find
the AIDS cure, so Ahmed will get  better. He deserves it.
Don't worry about money. Ahmed has arranged for  me to be in films that his
friends Leroy and Jamal make in their basement.  Apparently I can earn per
scene. I get a bonus if there are more than three men  in the scene, and an
extra if they use the horse.
Don't worry  Mum. Now I'm 15 years old, I know how to take care of myself.
Someday I'll visit you and Dad so that you can meet all your grandchildren.
Your loving daughter,  Samantha
OK  Dad, stop panicking.  I'm watching TV at a neighbour's house. I just
wanted  you to realise that there are worse things in life
I love you