Brian invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the meal, Brian's mother couldn't help but notice
how beautiful Brian's roommate, Jennifer, was. Brian's Mom had long been suspicious of the platonic relationship
between Brian and Jennifer, and this had 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
Brian and Jennifer than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Brian volunteered, 'I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you Jennifer and I
are just roommates.'
About a week later, Jennifer 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:
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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
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Several days later, Brian received an email back from his mother that read:
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Dear Son,
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Jennifer, I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Jennifer. But the
fact remains that if Jennifer is sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.
Love, Mom
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