John invited his mother over
for dinner. During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help
but noticing how beautiful John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious
of a relationship between John and his roommate and this only made her
more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two react,
she started to wonder of there as more between John and his roommate than
met the eye. Reading his mother's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what
you must be thinking but I assure you Julie and I are just roommates."About
a week later, Julie came to John saying,"ever since your mother came to
dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You
don't suppose that your mother took it do you?" John said,"Well, I doubt
it, but I'll send her a letter just to be sure." So he sat down and
wrote:
Dear Mother,
I'm not saying that you 'did' take the gravy ladle
from my house. I'm not saying that you 'did not' take the gravy ladle.
But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here
for dinner.
John
Several days later John received
a letter from his mother which read:
Dear Son,
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie,
and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But the fact remains
that if she were sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy
ladle by now......
Love, Mom
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