Blue Box Reproduction

[eric&gen 0]

Good morning all.

[Nessa 23]

good morning and:

CONGRATULATIONS!!!

[eric&gen 0]

CONGRATULATIONS!!! for what? did you shave your head? lol.

[Nessa 23]

not yet

[~Jackie~ 30]

Hi ya blue boxers!

J

[Nessa 23]

hello

[~Jackie~ 30]

266 posts til my 4th

J

[Nessa 23]

585 til my first big

[eric&gen 0]

YEY 800 more to go till next heart lol.

[Nessa 23]

I win!

[eric&gen 0]

Im not on here all day long like you guys lol. So its kinda hard for me to collect hearts lol.

[Nessa 23]

not all day long, just at work

nice and cold outside, I'm sick of being here. bbl

[eric&gen 0]

I am off to work wish i had a pc job lol my type of work is hard and physical requires heavy lefting lol. If Nagi is still around i have a new pic of my son up on my profile check it out.

[Nessa 23]

and I'm back

[~Chad~ 0]

Little Carol came into the kitchen where her mother was making dinner. Her

birthday was coming up and she thought this was a good time to tell her mother

what she wanted. "Mom, I want a bike for my birthday."

Now, Little Carol was a bit of a troublemaker. She had gotten into trouble at

school and at home. Carol's mother asked her if she thought she deserved to get

a bike for her birthday. Little Carol, of course, thought she did.

Carol's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted her to reflect on her behavior

over the last year, and write a letter to God and tell him why she deserved a

bike for her birthday. Little Carol stomped up the steps to her room and sat

down to write God a letter.

LETTER 1:

Dear God:

I have been a very good girl this year and I would like a bike for my

birthday. I want a red one.

Your friend,

Carol

Carol knew this wasn't true. She had not been a very good girl this year, so

she tore up the letter and started over.

LETTER 2:

Dear God:

This is your friend Carol. I have been a pretty good girl this year, and I

would like a red bike for my birthday.

Thank you,

Carol

Carol knew this wasn't true either. She tore up the letter and started again.

LETTER 3:

Dear God:

I know I haven't been a good girl this year. I am very sorry. I will be a

good girl if you just send me a red bike for my birthday.

Thank you,

Carol

Carol knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get her a bike. By

now, she was very upset. She went downstairs and told her mother she wanted to go to church. Carol's mother thought her plan had worked because Carol looked very sad.

"Just be home in time for dinner," her mother said.

Carol walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. She looked

around to see if anyone was there. She picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary,

slipped it under her jacket and ran out of the church, down the street, into her

house, and up to her room. She shut the door and sat down and wrote her letter

to God.

LETTER 4:

I GOT YOUR MAMA.

IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.

Signed,

YOU KNOW WHO