LETTER FROM A MOTHER TO HER SON, HAVOC

JUNE 30, 2001

MY DEAREST SON HAVOC,

JUST A FEW LINES TO LET YOU KNOW THAT I AM STILL ALIVE. EXCUSE ME FOR TYPING THIS LETTERBUT YOU KNOW THAT I CANNOT READ OR WRITE. ALSO I AM TYPING SLOW BECAUSE I KNOW YOU CANNOT READ FAST. I AM USING A VERY OLD TYPEWRITER THAT DOES NOT HAVE ANY LOWER CASE LETTERS, you know, the ones that look like these.

THEY SAY THAT NO NEWS IS GOOD NEWS SO HERE IS NO NEWS. YOU WON�T KNOW THE HOUSE WHEN YOU COME HOME BECAUSE WE HAVE MOVED. I CANNOT SEND YOU THE NEW ADDRESS BECAUSE THE LAST FAMILY WHO LIVED HERE TOOK THE NUMBERS WITH THEM SO THEY WOULD NOT HAVE TO CHANGE THEIR ADDRESS.

YOUR FATHER HAS A LOVELY NEW JOB. HE HAS FIVE HUNDRED PEOPLE UNDER HIM. HE IS CUTTING THE GRASS AT THE CEMETERY. THE NEW HOUSE HAS A WASHING MACHINE BUT IT IS NOT WORKING TOO GOOD, LAST WEEK, I PUT IN 14 SHIRTS, PULLED THE CHAIN AND I HAVE NOT SEEN THEM SINCE.THIS MORNING YOUR SISTER HAD A BABY BUT THEY DID NOT SAY IF IT IS A BOY OR GIRL SO I DO NOT KNOW IF YOU ARE AN UNCLE OR AN AUNT. I LEFT AN EMPTY CARTON OF MILK IN THE ICEBOX BECAUSE I KNOW YOU LIKE YOUR COFFEE BLACK WHEN YOU COME HOME.

YOUR AUNT CHRISTINE GAVE UP BIRTH CONTROL PILLS WHEN YOUR UNCLE JOHN BOUGHT A CONDOMINIUM. YOUR FATHER DID NOT HAVE MUCH TO DRINK ON CHRISTMAS. I PUT A BOTTLE OF CASTOR OIL IN HIS BEER WHICH KEPT HIM GOING UNTIL NEW YEAR�S DAY. I WENT TO THE DOCTOR ON THURSDAY AND YOUR FATHER WENT WITH ME. THE DOCTOR PUT A SMALL GLASS TUBE IN MY MOUTH AND SAID NOT TO OPEN MY MOUTH FOR 12 MINUTES. YOUR FATHER OFFERED TO BUY THE GLASS TUBE FROM HIM.

NOW FOR THE BAD NO NEWS. YOUR UNCLE DICK DROWNED LAST WEEK IN A VAT OF WHISKEY AT THE WHISKEY FACTORY. SOME OF HIS FELLOW WORKERS DIVED IN TO SAVE HIM BUT HE FOUGHT THEM OFF BRAVELY. WE HAD THE BODY CREMATED AND IT TOOK THREE DAYS TO PUT OUT THE FIRE.

IT RAINED ONLY TWICE LAST WEEK, ONCE FOR THREE DAYS AND ONCE FOR FOUR DAYS. MONDAY THE WIND WAS SO BAD THAT ONE CHICKEN LAID THE SAME EGG FOUR TIMES. ALSO WE DON�T HAVE ANY ICE HERE ANYMORE BECAUSE THE LADY WITH THE RECIPE MOVED. WE RECEIVED A LETTER FROM THE UNDERTAKER. HE SAID IF THE LAST INSTALLMENT WAS NOT PAID ON YOUR GRANDMOTHER UP SHE COMES. REMEMBER YOUR FRIEND TOM? WELL, HE IS NO LONGER IN THIS WORLD. HIS FATHER DIED AND WANTED TO BE BURIED AT SEA AND POOR TOM DROWNED DIGGING THE GRAVE.

YOUR LOVING MOTHER

P.S. I WAS GOING TO SEND YOU SOME MONEY BUT I ALREADY SEALED THE ENVELOPE.

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Originally posted by Moderator:

P.S. I WAS GOING TO SEND YOU SOME MONEY BUT I ALREADY SEALED THE ENVELOPE.

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an yo mama's drawers so funky, the roaches check in but they don't check out.

peace and opium pipe

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:::bitch betta have mah money:::