> > A young man called Paul invited his mother for dinner. During the course
> > of
> > the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how handsome Paul's
>flatmate
> > Simon was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the
>two,
> > and this 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 Paul and his flatmate than met the
> > eye.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > Reading his mums thoughts, Paul volunteered "I know what you must be
> > thinking, but I assure you, Simon & I are just flatmates."
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > About a week later, Simon came to Paul saying, "Ever since your mother
> > came
> > to dinner, I've been unable to find the frying pan, you don't suppose
>she
> > took it do you?"
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > "Well I doubt it, but I'll email her just to be sure" said Paul. He sat
> > down and wrote:
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > DEAR MOTHER,
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > I'M NOT SAYING THAT YOU "DID" TAKE THE FRYING PAN FROM MY HOUSE, I'M NOT
> > SAYING THAT YOU "DID NOT" TAKE THE FRYING PAN, BUT THE FACT REMAINS THAT
> > IT
> > HAS BEEN MISSING EVER SINCE YOU WERE HERE FOR DINNER.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > LOVE PAUL
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > Several days later, Paul received an email from his mother which read:
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > DEAR SON,
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > I'M NOT SAYING THAT YOU "DO" SLEEP WITH SIMON, AND I'M NOT
> >
> >
> > SAYING THAT YOU "DO NOT" SLEEP WITH SIMON, BUT THE FACT REMAINS THAT IF
>HE
> > WAS SLEEPING IN HIS OWN BED, HE WOULD HAVE FOUND THE FUCKKING FRYING PAN
>BY
> > NOW.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > LOVE MUM