Tuesday, January 4, 2011

A TALE OF A GRAVY LADEL.....



I totally stole this, But I think its funny. You will too......because I GOD DAMNED told you to.



John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother
couldn't help noticing how handsome John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of John's sexuality and this only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two men 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, Mike and I are JUST roommates."
About a week later, Mike came to John and said, "Ever since your mother
came to dinner, I've been unable to 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."
Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read:

"Dear Son,
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Mike, and I'm not saying
that you 'do not' sleep with Mike. But the fact remains that if he
was sleeping in his own bed, he would have found the gravy ladle
by now.
Love, Mom"

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