Dear Redneck Son,
I'm writing this letter slow because I know you can't read fast. We don't live where we
did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within
20 miles from your home, so we moved.
I won't be able to send you the address because the last Arkansas family that lived here
took the house numbers when they moved so that they wouldn't have to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure it works so well
though: last week I put a load in and pulled the chain and haven't seen them since.
The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice last week; the first time for three days
and the second time for four days.
About that coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle Stanley said it would be to heavy to
send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.
John locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because it took him two
hours to get me and your father out.
Your sister had a baby this morning; but I haven't found out what it is yet so I don't
know if your an aunt or an uncle. The baby looks just like your brother...
Uncle Ted fell in a whiskey vat last week. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought
them off playfully and drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for three days.
Three of your friends went off a bridge in a pickup truck. Ralph was driving. He rolled
down the window and swam to safety. Your other two friends were in back. They drowned
because they couldn't get the tailgate down.
There isn't much more news at this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love, Mom
PS I was going to send you some money but the envelope was already sealed.
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