ROFL FOR HOURS!!
Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:31 pm
ROFL
Look at the hilarious crap chain mail letter I got on Myspace:
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I am a very sick little boy. My mother is typing this for me, because I can`t. She is crying. Dont cry, Mommy! Mommy is always sad, but she says it's not my fault. I asked her if it was God`s fault, but she didn`t answer, and only started crying harder, so I don`t ask her that anymore.
The reason she is so sad is that I`m so sick. I was born without a body. It doesn`t hurt, except when I go to sleep. The doctors gave me an artificial body. My body is a burlap bag filled with leaves. The doctors said that was the best they could do on account of us having no money or insurance. I would like to have a body transplant, but we need more money.
Mommy doesn`t work because she said nobody hires crying people. I said, Don`t cry, Mommy, and she hugged my burlap body. Mommy always gives me hugs, even though she`s allergic to burlap, and it chafes her real bad.
I hope you will help me. You can help me if you forward this email.
Dr. Johansen said if you repost this then Bill Gates will team up with AOL and do a survey with NASA. Then the astronauts will collect prayers from school children all over America and take them up to space so that the angels can hear them better. Then they will go to the Pope, and he will take up a collection in church and send the money to the doctors. The doctors could help me get better then.
Maybe one day I will be able to play baseball. Or maybe just use my lungs and heart, when the doctors make them. The doctors said that every time you forward this letter, the astronauts can take another prayer to the angels.
Please help me. Mommy is so sad, and I want a body. I don`t want my leaves to rot before I turn 10. If you don`t repost this, that`s OK. Mommy says you`re a mean heartless person who doesn`t care about a poor little boy with only a head. She says that if you don`t stew in the raw pit of your own guilt-ridden stomach, she hopes you die a long slow horrible death so you can burn forever in hell. What kind of cruel person are you that you can`t take five freakin minutes to repost this so that everyone can feel guilt and shame for the rest of their days, and then maybe help a poor, bodiless nine-year-old boy?
Please help me. I try to be happy but its hard. I wish I had a puppy.
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AHAHAHAHAHAHA
I laughed for a good 10 minutes reading and re-reading this over and over LMFAO!
Look at the hilarious crap chain mail letter I got on Myspace:
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I am a very sick little boy. My mother is typing this for me, because I can`t. She is crying. Dont cry, Mommy! Mommy is always sad, but she says it's not my fault. I asked her if it was God`s fault, but she didn`t answer, and only started crying harder, so I don`t ask her that anymore.
The reason she is so sad is that I`m so sick. I was born without a body. It doesn`t hurt, except when I go to sleep. The doctors gave me an artificial body. My body is a burlap bag filled with leaves. The doctors said that was the best they could do on account of us having no money or insurance. I would like to have a body transplant, but we need more money.
Mommy doesn`t work because she said nobody hires crying people. I said, Don`t cry, Mommy, and she hugged my burlap body. Mommy always gives me hugs, even though she`s allergic to burlap, and it chafes her real bad.
I hope you will help me. You can help me if you forward this email.
Dr. Johansen said if you repost this then Bill Gates will team up with AOL and do a survey with NASA. Then the astronauts will collect prayers from school children all over America and take them up to space so that the angels can hear them better. Then they will go to the Pope, and he will take up a collection in church and send the money to the doctors. The doctors could help me get better then.
Maybe one day I will be able to play baseball. Or maybe just use my lungs and heart, when the doctors make them. The doctors said that every time you forward this letter, the astronauts can take another prayer to the angels.
Please help me. Mommy is so sad, and I want a body. I don`t want my leaves to rot before I turn 10. If you don`t repost this, that`s OK. Mommy says you`re a mean heartless person who doesn`t care about a poor little boy with only a head. She says that if you don`t stew in the raw pit of your own guilt-ridden stomach, she hopes you die a long slow horrible death so you can burn forever in hell. What kind of cruel person are you that you can`t take five freakin minutes to repost this so that everyone can feel guilt and shame for the rest of their days, and then maybe help a poor, bodiless nine-year-old boy?
Please help me. I try to be happy but its hard. I wish I had a puppy.
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AHAHAHAHAHAHA
I laughed for a good 10 minutes reading and re-reading this over and over LMFAO!
