I got home the other day to find a note from my daughter saying.....
I am writing you this note to say that I haven't been honest to you lately.
I have a boyfriend, his name is Johan and he lives in a trailer in the woods with no running water or electric,he wears biker clothes and deals Ecstasy and weed.
It will shock you to know I am moving in with him and I am three months pregnant.
His friends will come over all the time and we have threesomes and group sex.
We will make a living out of growing drugs and selling them to Johans friends as they are all drug addicts, we will live a hippy style life of drugs,beer and casual sex.
Wish us luck
I am at the neighbors house, all of the above was a lie I just wanted to let you know there are worse things in life than my school report card which is in the top drawer.