An oldie but a goodie!

John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice John’s roommate.

She had long been suspicious of John and his roommate, but she had kept those suspicions to herself. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she began to think that her suspicions were correct. There seemed to be more to the two of them than met the eye.

Reading his mom’s thoughts, John volunteered, “I know what you’re thinking, but I assure you, Bruce and I are just roommates.”

About a week later, Bruce approached John and told him: “Ever since your mother came over for dinner, I’ve been unable to locate our silver serving tray. You don’t suppose she took it do you?”

“I doubt it,” John said, but I’ll ask her to make sure.

So he sat down and wrote his mother an e-mail:

Dear Mother,

I’m not saying you ‘did’ take our silver-serving tray from the house, but it has been missing since you came for dinner.

Love, John

Later, John received an e-mail response from his mother.

Dear John,

I’m not saying that you ‘do’ sleep with Bruce, but if Bruce were sleeping in his own bed he would have found the serving tray under his comforter.

Love, Mom