Posted 05-26-2004 at 12:24:00
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Found this on Truth or Fiction while checking out emails. Somebody had a great imagination, tho it was probably written as the ultimate plea, but jokingly. Unfortunately, not everyone actually reads things before they forward, and I wonder did any of you ever get this as a serious email? I am laughing as I write this!!!
Funny Hoax: My name is Billy Evans. I AM A very sick little 9 year old boy. My mother's typing this, because I can't. She's crying. The reason she is sad is because I'm so Sick. I was Born without A BODY. It doesn't hurt, Except when I try to breathe.
The doctors gave me an artificial body. It is A burlap Bag filled with leaves. The doctors said that's the Best they can do ON account of us having No money OR Insurance.
I want A body transplant, but we need lots More money. Mommy doesn't work because she said nobody Hires crying people. I said, " Don't cry, Mommy" and She hugged my burlap bag. Mommy always gives me hugs, Even though she's allergic to burlap and it makes her Sneeze and chafes her real bad.
I hope you'll help me. You can, if you Forward this email to everyone you know. Forward it to People you don't know, too. Dr. John says for Every person you forward this email to, Bill Gates Will team up with AOL and send A nickel to NASA. With That funding, NASA will collect prayers from school Children all over America and have the astronauts take Them up into space so angels can hear them Better.
Then they'll come back to earth & go to the Pope, And he will take up A collection IN church and send All the money to the doctors. The doctors could help Me get better then. Maybe one day I'll be able to Play baseball. Right now I can only BE third base.
Every time you forward this letter, the astronauts can Take more prayers to the angels and my dream will be Closer to coming true. Please help me. Mommy is Sad and I want A body. I don't want my leaves to rot Before I turn 10
If you don't forward this email, that's okay. Mommy Says you're A mean and heartless bas***d who doesn't Care about A poor little boy with only A head. She Says that if you don't stew IN the raw pit of your own Guilt-ridden stomach, she hopes you die A long slow, Horrible death and then burn forever IN hell.
What kind of cruel person are you that you can't take Five freakin' minutes to forward this to all your Friends so that they can feel guilt and shame about Ignoring A poor, bodiless nine-year-old boy? Please Help me.
I try to be happy, but it's hard. I wish I had A Kitty. I wish I could hold A kitty. I wish I could Hold A kitty that wouldn't chew ON me and try to bury Its poop IN the leaves of my burlap body. I wish that Very much.
signed: Billy " Smiles " Evans