Mrs. Castranova comes to visit her son Anthony for dinner. He lives with a female roommate, Maria. During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how lovely Anthony’s roommate is.
Throughout the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Anthony and his roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Anthony volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Maria and I are just roommates.''
About a week later, Maria came to Anthony 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:
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.
Your Loving Son, Anthony
A few days later, Anthony received a response email from his Mama which read:
I'm not saying that you"do" sleep with Maria, and I'm not saying
that you "do not" sleep with her. But
Your Loving Mama
Moral: Never Bulla Shita you Mama!
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On a 2012 whale watching trip in the San Ignacio Lagoon of Baja, Mexico tourists were
treated to a mother gray whale raising her calf to get a good look at the humans in the small
The whales were showered with squeals of joy and caresses fromthe humans, almost like a reverse zoo but much nicer.
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(Anyone who has ever dressed a child will love this)
Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her pupils put on his boots?
He asked for help and she could see why.
Even with her pulling, and him pushing, the little boots still didn't want to go on.
By the time they got the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat.
She almost cried when the little boy said:
'Teacher, they're on the wrong feet.'
Unfortunately, it wasn't any easier pulling the boots off, than it was putting them on.
She managed to keep her cool as, together, they worked to get the boots back on, this time on the correct feet.
He then announced:
'These aren't my boots.'
'Why didn't you say so?' like she wanted to.
Once again, she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.
No sooner had they got the boots off when he said:
my brother's boots. But my Mom made me wear 'em today.'
But she mustered up what grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots BACK onto his feet again.
Helping him into his coat, she asked:
'Now, where are your mittens?'
'I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots...'
She'll be eligible for parole in three years.
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