A young man called Peter invited his mother for dinner, during the
> course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how handsome
> Peter'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 Peter and his flatmate
> than met the eye.
>
> Reading his mum's thoughts, Peter volunteered, "I know what you must
> be thinking, but I assure you, Simon & I are just flatmates".
>
> About a week later, Simon came to Peter 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 e-mail her just
> to be sure" said Peter.
> > So 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 PETER
>
> Several days later, Peter 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 F**KING FRYING PAN BY
> NOW.
>
> LOVE MUM
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