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that you are not a friend
Really friend? I guess I’m not your friend, because I didn’t send it back.
I love how forwards can be sweet, and happy, even inspiring, but at the end, they always have a twist that goes something like this:
If you send this email on, your crush will marry you, and you will find 10000 dollars in cash on your front door.
If you don’t send this email on, you’re your mother will die, but before that, she will murder you dad. Then, you will get kidnapped, and they would take all your money. And then they will kill the love of your life in front of your eyes. Then they will kill you.
WHAT? Really? And that’s not even an exaggeration! (well, it might be a little)
This one is a direct quote:
YOU HAVE 20 MINUTES TO TELL 6 FRIENDS that they are important to you
(INCLUDING ME). TOMORROW IS NOT PROMISED.
SO , cherish your friends! GO!
Wait, didn’t you just give me a death threat?
I’m pretty sure those aren’t going to happen. Who would write this? What do you gain? How board must you be?
(That would be the person who wrote the email. Forever alone)
Or how about the ones that are inspiring, but then when you look back, don’t make any sense at all?
For example.
This one. here is the whole thing:
This explains why I forward
A man and his dog were walking along a road.
The man was enjoying the scenery,
when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road.
It looked like fine marble..
At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'
'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered.
'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked..
'Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.'
The man gestured, and the gate began to open. 'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.
There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book....
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
'There should be a bowl by the pump,' said the man.
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.
'This is Heaven,' he answered.
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said.
'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.'
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'
Soooo. Now you see, sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding stuff to us without writing a word. Maybe this will explain it.
When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do? You forward emails.
When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep contact, you forward jokes.
When you have something to say, but don't know what, and don't know how.... you forward stuff.
A 'forward' lets you know that you are still remembered, you are still important, you are still loved, you are still cared for.
So, next time if you get a 'forward', don't think that you've been sent just another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a smile.
You are welcome at my water bowl anytime !!
So basically… Wow. If you leave your dog behind to go to heaven, then you go to hell? Dogs have mortal souls, aka, their soul dies with their body… this email is also saying that if you deny going to heaven, you will go to heaven?
I’m just confused about this one.
I Googled the first paragraph, and this story is all over! Dog breeding info sites, Spiritual short stories.com Christinyou.net These people have it all wrong!
Do the world a favor and don’t forward any more emails. Or, at least the stupid ones.
