Brian invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the meal,
Brian's mother couldn't help but keep noticing how beautiful Brian's
roommate, Stephanie, was. Brian's Mom had long been suspicious of a
relationship between Brian and Stephanie, and this had only made her more
curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two react, she started
to wonder if there was more between Brian and Stephanie than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Brian volunteered, "I know what you must be
thinking, but I assure you Stephanie and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Stephanie came to Brian saying, "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?" Brian said, "Well, I doubt it,
but I'll send her an e-mail just to be sure. So he sat down and wrote:
Dear Mom:
I'm not saying that you "did" take the gravy ladle from the house,
I'm not saying that you "did not" take the gravy ladle. But the fact
remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love, Brian
Several days later, Brian received an email back from his mother that
read:
Dear Son:
I'm not saying that you "do" sleep with Stephanie, I'm not saying
that you "do not" sleep with Stephanie. But the fact remains that if
Stephanie was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy
ladle by now.
Love, Mom
