(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Dear mum,

I am writing you this note to say that I haven't been honest to you lately.

I have a boyfriend, his name is Dragon and he lives in a trailer in the woods he wears biker clothes and deals Ecstasy.

I am moving in with him and I am four months pregnant.

His friends will come over all the time so I can get a little frisky with them.

We will make a living out of growing drugs and selling them to Dragons friends as are both already drug addicts, we will live a life of drugs beer and all the sex.


Wish us luck
Katie

P.S.
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 report card which is in the top drawer.

AND ALSO THIS IS FAKE SO STOP TROLLING, besides im 18 in college

seen it really lame no one would use it

i get good grades

That is the worst excuse I have ever heard. Man up and show her the report card and get on with it in that situation.

Just get good grades and you won't have to worry about a paper saying you're stupid =D

Get "Frisky"? who says frisky anymore...

I have such an easy schedule this year.

doesnt sound like a report card excuse

Wtf is this?