there was a couple of people who could not have babies, so they decided to adopt a baby

when the baby came it was very handicapped boy as it only was a head it had no body at all

any way they brought up this baby boy untill he was 18 years old bar a day

on its 18 th birthday they took him down to the pub for its first pint

they asked him what he would like and he said a pint of guiness which he promptly drank

as soon as he had drunk the drink he grew a torso

not stopping there he had another pint then grew two arms

one more pint was then drunk and low and behold two legs appeared as if from nowhere

any way buy this time the birthday boy was well pissed his father asked him if he wanted another pint to which he said no

he wanted to go out side and find a lady to test out all of his body (if you know what i mean)

any way he walked straight across the road from the pub and got hit by a car aaaarrrrgh!!

he was killed instantly!!!

the police quickly arrived and all they said was

"he should have quit while he was a head"

Bthhppppppt!

bthhppppppt = confused

Wow, that must have been this kid.

Email Subject: Sick Little Boy

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 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 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 letter.

Dr. Johansen said if you forward this letter then Bill Gates would 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 could 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 letter, that's OK. Mommy says you're a mean heartless person who doesn't care about a poor little boy with only a head. What kind of heartless person are you that you can't take a couple of measly 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 is not very much fun. 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.

could it possibly be the same boy

what do you call him when he is swimming



bob

Water Polo...Btthhhpppppt = Rasberry.

What do you call him at the front door?




Mat.

what u call hime with a spade in his head??




Doug

and without?


Douglas

2 Goldfish in a tank
one turns to the other and says
how the hell do you drive this thing?