Lisa
10-27-03, 04:13 PM
John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate Julie 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 interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than meets the eye. Reading his mom'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 and said, Ever since your mother came to dinner, I cant find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You dont suppose your mom took it, do you? John said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote, "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you did take the gravy ladle from my house and I'm not saying you did not take the gravy ladle but the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, 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."
About a week later, Julie came to John and said, Ever since your mother came to dinner, I cant find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You dont suppose your mom took it, do you? John said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote, "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you did take the gravy ladle from my house and I'm not saying you did not take the gravy ladle but the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, 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."