Brian  invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the  meal, Brian's mother couldn't help but notice how beautiful  Brian's flatmate, Susan, was. Brian's Mum had long been  suspicious of the platonic relationship between Brian and  Susan, 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  Susan than met the eye.
Reading  his mum's thoughts, Brian volunteered, 'I know what you must  be thinking, but I assure you Susan and I are just  flatmates.'
About  a week later, Susan 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:
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Dear  Mum,
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
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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 Susan, I'm not saying  that you 'do not' sleep with Susan. But the fact remains  that if Susan is sleeping in her own bed, she would have  found the gravy ladle by now.
Love,  Mum
LESSON  OF THE DAY -
   NEVER  LIE TO YOUR MOTHER
lol, Carole :D