A mother visits her son for dinner, who lives with a girl roommate.
During the course of the meal, his mother could not help but notice how pretty his roommate was. She had long suspected a relationship between the two and this had only made her more curious…
Over the course of the evening, as she watched the two interact, she began to wonder if there was more between him and his roommate than met the eye. Reading his mom’s thoughts, he volunteered, “I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, we are just roommates.”
About a week later, his roommate came up to him and said, “Ever since your mother came to dinner, I could not find the silver plate. You don’t suppose she took it, do you?”
He said, ”Well, I doubt it, but I’ll email her, just to be sure.” He sat down and wrote :
Dear Mother: I’m not saying that you ‘did’ take the silver plate from my house, I’m not saying that you ‘did not’ take the silver plate. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love, your son.
Several days later, he received an email from his Mother which read:
Dear Son: I’m not saying that you ‘do’ sleep with your roommate, and I’m not saying that you ‘do not’ sleep with her. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the silver plate by now, under her pillow.
Love, Mom.
This mother’s day, Men all around were criticized for not calling their mothers on such an important day.
But me, I thought of the best way to get out of such a mess.
Heres how the beginning of the Monday after Mother’s Day went for me:
Mother: “You know Mike, I was thinking and out of all my sons, you never called me on Mother’s Day!”
Me: “You know Mom, I was thinking, and out of all my mothers, you never called me on SON-day!”
Something like this is bound to make her smile and forget, worked with my Mom!
An old man went to the college that he went to when he was a youth.
He knocked on room number 3 of the hostel and said, “May I come in. I lived in this very room thirty years ago when I studied in this college.”
A young man opened the door and let him in.
The old man examined the room, fondly remembering everything.
He said, “The same old room, the same old wooden table, the ventilator and the same old window that opens to the garden. And the same old bed.”
When examining it he found a young girl under the bed.
The young man got alarmed and said, “Don’t mistake me. She is my cousin. She dropped her ear ring and is searching for it.”
The old man said, “And the same old story…”
