Brian invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the meal, Brian's
mother couldn't help but notice how handsome Brian's roommate, Geoffrey, was...
Brian's Mom had long been suspicious about her son's sexuality 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 Geoffrey than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Brian volunteered, 'I know what you must be
thinking, but I assure you Geoffrey and I are just roommates.'
About a week later, Geoffrey came to Brian saying, 'Ever since your mother came
to dinner, I've been unable to find the 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
______________________________
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 Geoffrey, I'm not saying that you 'do
not' sleep with Geoffrey. But the fact remains that if Geoffrey were sleeping in
his own bed, he would have found the gravy ladle by now.
Love, Mom
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