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Heather invited her mother over for dinner. During the meal,
her mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful Heather's
roommate was.
She had long been suspicious of Heather's sexuality and this
only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two women
interact, she started to wonder if there was more between
Heather and the roommate than met the eye. Reading her mom's
thoughts, Heather volunteered, "I know what you must be
thinking, but I assure you, Suzy and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Suzy came to Heather and said, "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?"
Heather said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter
just to be sure." So she sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother,
I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house,
and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the
fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were
here for dinner."
Several days later, Heather received a letter from her mother
which read: "Dear Daughter, I'm not saying that you 'do'
sleep with Suzy, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep
with Suzy. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in
her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.
Love,
Mom
her mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful Heather's
roommate was.
She had long been suspicious of Heather's sexuality and this
only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two women
interact, she started to wonder if there was more between
Heather and the roommate than met the eye. Reading her mom's
thoughts, Heather volunteered, "I know what you must be
thinking, but I assure you, Suzy and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Suzy came to Heather and said, "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?"
Heather said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter
just to be sure." So she sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother,
I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house,
and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the
fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were
here for dinner."
Several days later, Heather received a letter from her mother
which read: "Dear Daughter, I'm not saying that you 'do'
sleep with Suzy, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep
with Suzy. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in
her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.
Love,
Mom
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