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hillbilly

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 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 havin' no money or insurance.

I would like to have a body transplant, but we need more money. Mommy doesn't work because she said employers don't hire 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 e-mail. Dr. Johansen said if you forward this e-mail 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 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 forward this e-mail, 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 she hopes that you stew in the raw pit of your own guilt-ridden stomach. What kind of wretched person are you that you can't take five lousy minutes to forward this to all your friends so that they can feel guilt and shame for the rest of their day, and then maybe help a poor, bodiless nine-year-old boy?

Please help me. This really sucks. I try to be happy but it's hard. I wish I had a puppy. I wish I could hold a puppy.

Thank You.

Billy 'Smiles' Evans, The boy with just a head. And a burlap sack for a body.

PS: I just got an email from Walt Disney Jr. He said that Mommy and I can get a trip to Disney world if enough people forward this email. Please help me.

BrendaCloutier

Hill, you're a sick..... pup.

Fe2O3Girl

This deeply touching story reminds me of a tale my dad told me when I was a little girl...........

One day, a boy was born with no body. He was just a head. He had to stay in the hospital because he had no body. One day his mother came to see him, and with a broad smile said "I have a wonderful surprise for you, son!"

He replied, "It's not another hat is it, mother?"

"No," she said. "A little boy has been born in the next town with no head. He has a perfect body, and the doctors say they can attach you to him, and together you will be a perfect little boy!"

So, the operation went ahead and the boys were recovering well from surgery. On the day they were due to go home, the little chap said that he had always wanted to play football, and had never been able to. He was thrilled when his parents appeared to take him home, and gave him his first football.

Laughing with glee, he trotted down the corridor, kicking the football in front of him. He kicked the ball out of the hospital gates, and ran after it straight into the path of an oncoming truck, which killed him instantly.

And the moral of this story is...........

QUIT WHILE YOU ARE A HEAD!!

Double Edge

Hillybilly.... there's a word for you......"HYSTERICAL "

And the moral of this story is...........
QUIT WHILE YOU ARE A HEAD!!

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hillbilly

BrendaCloutier

Fe2O3Girl

Double Edge

Hillybilly.... there's a word for you......"HYSTERICAL "

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