Tuesday 10 October 2017

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Mother writes his son a letter

By: ExtraFunnyPicture On: October 10, 2017
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  • Dear son,
    I am writing to you this letter so that I can write to you. If you get this letter, it means it's well arrived. If you do not receive it, contact me, so I'll send it back to you. I'm writing slowly, because I know you're slow to read.
    Some days ago, your father read in the newspapers that according to statistics, most traffic accidents happen one kilometer from home, so we recently moved a little farther away from home.
    The house is beautiful, we even have a washing machine, but I do not know if it works.Yesterday I put a laundry to wash, drained water and no more clothes ... This time is not so bad. Last week, it only rained for two times - it fell for the first time for 3 days, and for the next 4 days.
    About the jacket you wanted, your Uncle Dobrosav told me that if we sent you to remove the buttons, because they are quite heavy, because that would cost more, so we removed the buttons and put them in your pocket.
    We finally buried your grandfather. We found his body when we cleaned the house.He was in the wardrobe from the day he defeated us while we played hobbies.
    A few days ago a gas bottle exploded in the kitchen. Your father and I kicked out the window. What a feeling!After so many years, my father and I went out together.
    Since I already mentioned your father - he got a new job! He's very proud.
    Below him there are about 500 people ... they hired him at the city cemetery ... he holds a lawn. Your sister Julia, you know the one who married her husband ... she finally gave birth! We do not know the other half, so I do not know if you have become aunt or uncle ... if you are a little girl, your sister will call me ... It seems a little weird to call my daughter "mom."
    Your cousin Milutin married ... all day praying before a woman, because he is a virgin. And you know that we no longer see your Uncle Vlastimir, the one who died last year ...
    Not to talk about your brother, Sekuli. He's terrible. He closed the door of the car, and the keys were in there. He had to return to the apartment to take a duplicate and to pull us all out of the vehicle.


    Damage !!!!!!Good son, I will not write you an address because I do not know who it is. The family that lived here before us took a house number from the wall and brought it with you. If you see Angelo's greetings, and if you can not see her, do not say anything else.

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