> > > > John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal,
> his mother couldn't help 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
> 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'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 Julie, and I'm not saying that you do not sleep
> with Julie. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in
> her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.
> Love, Mom."

> > Lesson of the Friday...Don't Lie To Your Mother.

>