Mama Ravioli visited her son, Anthony, for dinner at his place. Anthony lives with his roommate, Maria.
During the course of the meal, his Mama couldn't help but notice how pretty Anthony's roommate, Maria, is.
Over the course of 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."
He wrote an email and sent it to his mother.
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,
Several days later, Anthony received the following response:
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Maria, 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.
Your Loving Mama
Moral: Never bullshit your Mama!