To all of you: I can't do it anymore

I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat poop in the  glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every  envelope that needs sealing. Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.  

 

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny  Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time. I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating  in their special e-mail program.

 

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out  for me, and St.  Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

 

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant  freaks with no eyes or feathers.

 

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water  buffalo on a hot day.

 

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I  forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five  minutes.

 

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove  toilet stains.

 

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking a man along to watch the car  so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.

 

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr.  Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" o n their cans.

 

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

 

And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my  face... disfiguring me for life.

 

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

 

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a  perfume sample and rob me.

 

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.

 

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our  American troops or the Salvation Army.

 

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number  for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda ,  Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

 

I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my  free replacement pair from Nike.

 

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have  their recipe.\

 

Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it  bites my butt.

 

Thank you too for all the endless advice Andy Rooney has given us.  I  can live a better life now because he's told us how to fix everything.

 

And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 I dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.

 

Oh, and don't forget this one  either! I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies

 

And the grand finale,

 

I no longer want to open my inbox cos of some Royal Family descendant offering me billions of US Dollars as a payment for helping him/her get his money back from some Swiss bank in Geneva

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If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest the crotch of your first born, and lice will invade your armpits causing you to grow a hairy hump.  I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of mine next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician who is a Queen.