Mrs. Faga comes to visit her son, Giovanni, for dinner. He lives with a female room-mate, Tina. During the course of the meal she can’t help noticing how attractive Giovanni’s room-mate is.
Watching the two interact over the course of the evening, she starts to wonder if there is more between Giovanni and his room-mate than meets the eye.
Reading his mamma’s thoughts, Giovanni volunteers, “I know what you must be thinking but I assure you, Tina and I are just room-mates.”
About a week later, Tina comes to Giovanni 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 sits down and writes his mother 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.
Several days later, Giovanni receives an emailed response from his mamma.
I’m not saying that you do sleep with Tina, 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. I put it under her pillow.
H/t beloved fellow Joseph!