Brian invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the meal,
Brian's mother couldn't help but keep noticing how beautiful Brian's
roommate, Julie, was. Brian's Mom had long been suspicious of a
relationship between Brian and Julie, and this had only made her more
curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two react,
she started to wonder if there was more between Brian and Julie than met
the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, Brian volunteered, "I know what you
must be thinking, but I assure you Julie and I are just roommates."

About a week later, Julie came to Brian saying, "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?" Brian said, "Well, I doubt
it, but I'll send her an e-mail just to be sure.

So he sat down and wrote:
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:
Dear Son:

I'm not saying that you "do" sleep with Julie, I'm not saying that you
"do not" sleep with Julie. But the fact remains that if Julie is
sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.

Love, Mom

LESSON OF THE DAY ... NEVER LIE TO YOUR MOTHER