One of the threads in Life (?) goes on about how bigray the kids of today are. Here’s a joke that supports the thread:
LETTER TO GOD!!!
Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother
was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he
thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he
wanted. “Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.”
Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into
trouble at school and at home. Bobby’s mother asked him if
he thought he deserved to get a bike for
his birthday. Little Bobby, of course, thought he did.
Bobby’s mother, wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior
over the last year.
"Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have
behaved this year.
Then write a letter to God and tell him why you
deserve a bike for your birthday." Little Bobby stomped
up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.
Letter 1
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like
a bike for my
birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby
Bobby knew that this wasn’t true. He had not been a
very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and
started over.
Letter 2
Dear God,
This is your friend Bobby. I have been a good boy this
year and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you.
Your friend Bobby
Bobby knew that this wasn’t true either. So, he tore
up the letter and started again.
Letter 3
Dear God,
I have been an "OK "boy this year. I still would
really like a bike for my birthday.
Bobby
Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God
either. So, Bobby wrote a fourth letter.
Letter 4
God,
I know I haven’t been a good boy this year. I am very
sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike
for my birthday.
Please!
Thank you,
Bobby
Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not
going to get him a bike. Now, Bobby was very upset.
He went downstairs and told his mom that
he wanted to go to church. Bobby’s mother thought her
plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad. “Just be
home in time for dinner,” Bobby’s mother told him.
Bobby walked down the street to the church on the
corner. Little Bobby went into the church and up to the
altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there. Bobby
bent down and picked up a statue of the Virgin
Mary. He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran
out of the church, down the street, into the house, and
up to his room. He shut the door to his room
and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.Bobby
began to write his letter to God.
Letter 5
God,
I’VE GOT YOUR MOM. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND
THE BIKE!
Signed,
(YOU KNOW WHO)
