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 met 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 can't find the beautiful
silver gravy ladle.
You don't suppose she 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 a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying
you 'did not'
take a 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"
Moral Of The Story:
Not only are moms smart, but they're always
two steps ahead of everyone else.
