Author Topic: SmArT KiD....:p (Read 3008 times)

Sw33tgirl · « **on:** May 24, 2009, 03:19:38 AM »

Confessions of a smart kid

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.

His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted.

"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker.
He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.

Bobby's mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior over the last year.
"Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have behaved this year.

Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday." Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

Letter 1
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby

Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.

Letter 2
Dear God,
I have been an "OK "boy this year. I still would really like a red bike for my birthday.
Bobby

Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Bobby wrote a third letter.

Letter 3
God,
I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please!
Thank you,
Bobby

Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike.

Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to church. Bobby's mother thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad.
"Just be home in time for dinner," Bobby's mother told him.

Bobby walked down the street to the church on the corner. Little Bobby went into the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there.

Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the Mary.

He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into the house, and up to his room.

He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Bobby began to write his letter to God.
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Letter 4
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God,
I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN,
SEND THE BIKE! !!!!!!!!!
:laugh:

Punjabi Janta Forums - Janta Di Pasand · « **on:** May 24, 2009, 03:19:38 AM »

powerlifter · « **Reply #1 on:** May 24, 2009, 03:20:48 AM »

thoda nikka likhna c ena lamba ni pad hunda :hehe:

Sw33tgirl · « **Reply #2 on:** May 24, 2009, 03:22:28 AM »

Quote from: SƬƦƖƘƸƦ on May 24, 2009, 03:20:48 AM

thoda nikka likhna c ena lamba ni pad hunda :hehe:

huh1: huh1:
chup karke parh la tu
nhi ta kutt khalenga metho .......huh :marro: :marro: :marro:

powerlifter · « **Reply #3 on:** May 24, 2009, 04:00:01 AM »

Quote from: ਛੱਮਕ ןєђเ... (ѕฬ33t) on May 24, 2009, 03:19:38 AM

Confessions of a smart kid

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.

His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted.

"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker.
He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.

Bobby's mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior over the last year.
"Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have behaved this year.

Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday." Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

Letter 1
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby

Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.

Letter 2
Dear God,
I have been an "OK "boy this year. I still would really like a red bike for my birthday.
Bobby

Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Bobby wrote a third letter.

Letter 3
God,
I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please!
Thank you,
Bobby

Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike.

Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to church. Bobby's mother thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad.
"Just be home in time for dinner," Bobby's mother told him.

Bobby walked down the street to the church on the corner. Little Bobby went into the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there.

Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the Mary.

He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into the house, and up to his room.

He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Bobby began to write his letter to God.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
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.
.

Letter 4
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.
.
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God,
I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN,
SEND THE BIKE! !!!!!!!!!
:laugh:

hahahaha coolllllllll :laugh: :laugh: mama e kidnap kar layi bike layi o v god di hahahahahaha :laugh: :laugh:

Sw33tgirl · « **Reply #4 on:** May 24, 2009, 04:03:49 AM »

Quote from: SƬƦƖƘƸƦ on May 24, 2009, 04:00:01 AM

hahahaha coolllllllll :laugh: :laugh: mama e kidnap kar layi bike layi o v god di hahahahahaha :laugh: :laugh:

thank juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu :cool: :cool: :cool: :cool:

iTaLiAn_BeBo · « **Reply #5 on:** May 24, 2009, 11:36:15 AM »

:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: wht a naughty boy,RAB nu vi nhi bakshea :hehe:

sw3t_lYk_jalEb! · « **Reply #6 on:** May 24, 2009, 11:44:40 AM »

..oommmggg kidz kine smart ne :laugh: :laugh:

Sw33tgirl · « **Reply #7 on:** May 24, 2009, 11:49:17 AM »

Quote from: ♥♥ «¡taLiaИ» ਜੱਟੀ♥♥ on May 24, 2009, 11:36:15 AM

:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: wht a naughty boy,RAB nu vi nhi bakshea :hehe:

hehehe aho vekh la :laugh: :laugh:

Quote from: sw3t_lYk_jalEb! on May 24, 2009, 11:44:40 AM

..oommmggg kidz kine smart ne :laugh: :laugh:

thnx jalebooooooo :hug: :hug:

M. · « **Reply #8 on:** May 24, 2009, 02:51:41 PM »

HWUWHWUAHAUAAHAHAAHAH
bloody brilliant kid :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

Sw33tgirl · « **Reply #9 on:** May 25, 2009, 11:48:32 AM »

Quote from: Mﻪռოօհռ.ﻨ on May 24, 2009, 02:51:41 PM

HWUWHWUAHAUAAHAHAAHAH
bloody brilliant kid :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

yea siso..........
vekh kina dmakh chalda bachea da........... :laugh:

Sw33tgirl · « **Reply #10 on:** June 15, 2009, 11:10:13 AM »

ajj kal de bachhe uff jama mere varge :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

$$ TARN JI $$ · « **Reply #11 on:** June 15, 2009, 01:43:25 PM »

Quote from: PowerLifter on May 24, 2009, 03:20:48 AM

thoda nikka likhna c ena lamba ni pad hunda :hehe:

bikul thik

Steppenwolf · « **Reply #12 on:** June 15, 2009, 03:11:22 PM »

lol, i like

M. · « **Reply #13 on:** June 15, 2009, 03:13:26 PM »

future kerfuffleh junior?

Steppenwolf · « **Reply #14 on:** June 15, 2009, 03:16:35 PM »

depends on when your ready.... :love:

M. · « **Reply #15 on:** June 15, 2009, 03:48:57 PM »

haha. i cant marry twice can i 8->

Jhanda_Amli · « **Reply #16 on:** June 18, 2009, 06:12:36 PM »

Quote from: ਛੱਮਕ ןєђเ... (ѕฬ33t) on May 24, 2009, 03:19:38 AM

Confessions of a smart kid

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.

His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted.

"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker.
He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.

Bobby's mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior over the last year.
"Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have behaved this year.

Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday." Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

Letter 1
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby

Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.

Letter 2
Dear God,
I have been an "OK "boy this year. I still would really like a red bike for my birthday.
Bobby

Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Bobby wrote a third letter.

Letter 3
God,
I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please!
Thank you,
Bobby

Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike.

Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to church. Bobby's mother thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad.
"Just be home in time for dinner," Bobby's mother told him.

Bobby walked down the street to the church on the corner. Little Bobby went into the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there.

Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the Mary.

He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into the house, and up to his room.

He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Bobby began to write his letter to God.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.

Letter 4
.
.
.
.
God,
I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN,
SEND THE BIKE! !!!!!!!!!
:laugh:

ahhaah.. hahah..

M. · « **Reply #17 on:** June 20, 2009, 12:50:20 PM »

Yeh ji, could u please try not to copy too long messages.
ehde naal reply bohat lambhi hojuandi haan..
thankyou

Jhanda_Amli · « **Reply #18 on:** June 20, 2009, 11:33:50 PM »

jo hukam ji

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