A Jewish mother
Mrs. Goldberg comes to visit her son Morris for dinner. He lives with a female roommate, Sophie.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Morris's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship
between the two, 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 Morris and his roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Morris volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Sophie and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Sophie came to Morris saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the silver sugar bowl . You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
"Well, I doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote an email:
Dear Mama,
I'm not saying that you 'did' take the sugar bowl from my house; I'm not saying that you 'did not' take it.
But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love, Morris
Several days later, Morris received a response email from his Mama which read:
Dear Son,
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Sophie, 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 sugar bowl by now.
Love, Mama
Moral: Never lie to your Mama . . . especially if she's Jewish.
This too is from Prakash Bhartia
Monday, January 17, 2011
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