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 a 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:


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 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