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Fw: The Ultimate Chain letter

To: "Bill Mack" <william.mack@ae.ge.com>,
Subject: Fw: The Ultimate Chain letter
From: "JOHN BACKUS" <34ford@msn.com>
Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2001 00:30:05 -0400
 sounds like this kid should team up with Mike the headless chicken!!!

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Subject: The Ultimate Chain letter

I don't normally forward these kind of things, but this one sounds like
its
for real...?....not !
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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. 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. I wish that very much.

Thank You,

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

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