little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while
she was fixing supper, and he handed her a piece of paper that he had
been writing on. After his mom dried her hands on an apron, she read
it, and this is what it said:

TearsFor cutting the grass: $5.00


For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00


For going to the store for you: $.50


Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25


Taking out the garbage: $1.00


For getting a good report card: $5.00


For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00


Total owed: $14.75


Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see
the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned
over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:


For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No
Charge.


For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for
you: No Charge.


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thanks and regards
avtar singh saini

In article .com,
raj wrote:
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All as old?

--
*Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker? *

Dave Plowman London SW
To e-mail, change noise into sound.

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Gut-wrenching, more like.

SWMBO and Brat One have friends who e-mail (emetic-mail?) them this kind
of sickly stuff. How can you tell somebody like that to desist, without
hurting their obviously over-sensitive feelings?
--
Peter

Ying tong iddle-i po!

We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember "raj"
saying something like:

For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00

For reading this awful ****e: One million dollars.


Total owed: $14.75

And the rest.
--

Dave

Peter Twydell wrote:
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Gut-wrenching, more like.

SWMBO and Brat One have friends who e-mail (emetic-mail?) them this kind
of sickly stuff. How can you tell somebody like that to desist, without
hurting their obviously over-sensitive feelings?

With great difficulty!

I have had a few old friends and a distant relative emailing me similar
rubbish including old jokes that had been doing the rounds on Usenet for
years and "power point" presentations that were equally banal/ sickly/
gushy crap.

Each time I that I have tried to, tactfully, suggest that they desist
has either been met by no further communication or a tirade of abuse.

I now ignore them.

Not much help - I know!

Steve

Ma mate of mine just hits reply, and types unsubscribe in the subject :-)

Sparks...


"Peter Twydell" wrote in message
...
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shortstory.html
some more heart touching story are avalable there ..


Gut-wrenching, more like.

SWMBO and Brat One have friends who e-mail (emetic-mail?) them this kind
of sickly stuff. How can you tell somebody like that to desist, without
hurting their obviously over-sensitive feelings?
--
Peter

Ying tong iddle-i po!

Dave Plowman (News) wrote:
In article .com,
raj wrote:
To read this story just click on .. http://www.singpishing.net/
shortstory.html
some more heart touching story are avalable there ..

All as old?

It's the lyrics of some god-awful (obviously) US country and western
song I can vaguely remember from my childhood, isn't it? Johnny Cash or
someone?

David

Lobster wrote:
Dave Plowman (News) wrote:
In article .com,
raj wrote:
To read this story just click on .. http://www.singpishing.net/
shortstory.html
some more heart touching story are avalable there ..

All as old?

It's the lyrics of some god-awful (obviously) US country and western
song I can vaguely remember from my childhood, isn't it? Johnny Cash
or someone?

David

Shirley Caesar:

http://www.lyricsandsongs.com/song/197668.html

Weren't there some similar nauseating tale in a popular record a few
decades ago?

--
Helen D. Vecht:
Edgware.

raj wrote:
little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while
she was fixing supper,
Total owed: $14.75
what she wrote:
For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No
Charge.

The full cost of my love 's ... No CHARGGGE.

Then he writes PAID IN FULL, still gets me that (how do you do a sarcasm
smiley?).

Mmm just had a look at the title, shouldn't it be "Story of a little boy
and HIS mother"?

"Phil L" typed


It's the lyrics of some god-awful (obviously) US country and western
song I can vaguely remember from my childhood, isn't it? Johnny Cash
or someone?

David

Shirley Caesar:

http://www.lyricsandsongs.com/song/197668.html

Thanks.

--
Helen D. Vecht:
Edgware.

On Feb 3, 5:50 pm, soup wrote:

The full cost of my love 's ... No CHARGGGE.

Popular in West Virginia. Accompanied on the banjo.

You can't play a banjo right with less than a dozen fingers. It's a
scientific fact. It's why so many banjoists come from West Virginia.

soup wrote:
raj wrote:
little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while
she was fixing supper,
Total owed: $14.75
what she wrote:
For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No
Charge.

The full cost of my love 's ... No CHARGGGE.

Then he writes PAID IN FULL, still gets me that (how do you do a sarcasm
smiley?).

Mmm just had a look at the title, shouldn't it be "Story of a little boy
and HIS mother"?

Not if you are Asian apparently.
Now in the days of the British Raj....

Or was it from a Chinese site? They do funny things behind the bamboo
I heard. A gang of criminals in one village there once had a bunch of
kids registered as pigs for tax purposes.

10 litters of long pork. No charge. One wonders just how far they
would go in a market driven economy.

Phil L wrote:
Lobster wrote:
Dave Plowman (News) wrote:
In article .com,
raj wrote:
To read this story just click on .. http://www.singpishing.net/
shortstory.html
some more heart touching story are avalable there ..

All as old?

It's the lyrics of some god-awful (obviously) US country and western
song I can vaguely remember from my childhood, isn't it? Johnny Cash
or someone?

David

Shirley Caesar:

http://www.lyricsandsongs.com/song/197668.html

And JJ Barrie


--
Dave
The Medway Handyman
www.medwayhandyman.co.uk
01634 717930
07850 597257

Same style , but from a Husband to his wife

For rewiring the house, £?;For decorating the house, £?;for fitting a
new bathroom, £?;for rebuilding the wall, £?;for servicing the car, £?;
for
fitting the kitchen, £?; for laying the carpets, £?; for paying for
holidays, £?;for buying the car, £?;for fixing the horses' stables, £?;
for helping all her mates, £?; for converting the loft, £?;etc etc etc.
plus having served 26 years
there must be a couple more things that I have forgot.
I added it all up and do you know what her reply was?

"Mmmmmm!"

Women eh, you can't live with them.


--
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raj wrote:


Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see
the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned
over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:


For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No
Charge.


And he said "exactly where was the contract I signed for that service? :
I didn't ask for you to do that, and you had your fun".


For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for
you: No Charge.

And he said "More fool you. The president says 'Its time to move on' No
more history purleese.".

Now do you want my kid bropther looking after or shall I let him
investigate teh consumer unit with his bare hands: Your choice.

raj wrote:

Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see
the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned
over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:

"Shut up, or I'll send you back to the orphanage"

raj wrote:

sent to: