- Feb 13, 2001
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A college student invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful his room mate Julie was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between him and Julie, and this made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between him and Julie than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, he 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 him and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I can't find the beautiful silver tray. You don't suppose she took it do you?"
He replied,"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 silver tray from my house, and I'm not saying you *did not* take a silver tray. But the fact remains that ne has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, Your son"
Several days later, he 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 Julie was sleeping in her own bed she would have found the silver tray by now. Love, Mom"
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between him and Julie than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, he 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 him and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I can't find the beautiful silver tray. You don't suppose she took it do you?"
He replied,"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 silver tray from my house, and I'm not saying you *did not* take a silver tray. But the fact remains that ne has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, Your son"
Several days later, he 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 Julie was sleeping in her own bed she would have found the silver tray by now. Love, Mom"
oldie but goodie.
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