another new one

[Tisch]

Yeah I also aree! This is't he place to discuss these kind of things, what do you think?

[TAE]

Why would they? I mean we...

What is it that you don't like? Honesty?

By his original inability to take criticism and then affirmation that his survey may have been jaded..He started looking a bit butt hurt...Then he really blows it with the Mom post ( which he could / should delete ) which really seals the deal on inappropriate child like behavior and it's here for anyone who happens upon this post to see....My Mom is dead I hope your Mom is dead...holy shit...get u grip! Reminds me of Billy ( SMILES) Evans the burlap bodied boy chain e-mail that I shared @ 19 years ago here. It went like this....FYI this is to bring a little levity to this dumbass thread and to ensure you mean moderators won't delete it! That would chaffe me really bad!

This is a passionate plea for all your help . . . I usually delete these letters, but this one really touched me, and I am sure it will break your heart also. Please . . . for little Billy Evans.
I am a very sick little boy. My mother is typing this for me, because I can't. She is crying. Don't 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 because I'm so sick. I was born without a
body. It doesn't hurt, except when I try to breathe. The doctors gave me an artificial body. It 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 bag. Mommy always gives me hugs, even though she's allergic to burlap and it makes her sneeze and chafes her real bad.

I hope you will help me. You can help me if you forward this email to
everyone you know. Forward it to people you don't know, too.

Dr. Johansen said that for every person you forward this email to, Bill Gates will team up with AOL and send a nickel to NASA. With that funding, NASA will collect prayers from school children all over America and have the astronauts take them up into space so that the angels can hear them better. Then they will come back to earth and go to the Pope, and he will take up a collection in church and send all the money to the doctors. The doctors could help me get better then.

Maybe one day I will be able to play baseball. Right now I can only be
third base.

Every time you forward this letter, the astronauts can take another prayers to the angels and my dream will be closer to coming true.

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 forward this email, that's okay. Mommy says you're a mean and heartless bastard 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 and then burn forever in hell. What kind of cruel person are you that you can't take five freakin' minutes to forward this to all your friends so that they can feel guilt and shame about ignoring a poor, bodiless nine-year-old boy?

Please help me. I try to be happy, but it's hard. I wish I had a kitty. I wish I could hold a kitty. I wish I could hold a kitty that wouldn't chew on me and try to bury its shit in the leaves of my burlap body. I wish that very much.

Thank You,

Billy "Smiles" Evans (the boy with just a head, and a burlap sack for a body)

[jimmys69]

OK, wow, that was deep....