The Letter

When the Bob came home, his wife Diane was crying. “Your mother insulted me,” she sobbed. “My mother?

How could she do that when she is on vacation on the other side of the world?” Bob asked. “I know. But this morning a letter addressed to you arrived.

I opened it because I was curious.”

“And?”

“At the end of the letter she wrote:

PS. Dear Diane, when you have finished reading this letter, don’t forget to give it to my son.”

Three sons left home to make their fortunes, and they all did very, very well for themselves. They got together recently and were discussing what they each had done to benefit their aging mother.

‘Well,’ said the first one, ‘I bought mom a huge house in Beverly Hills.’

‘I bought her a Mercedes and hired a full-time driver for her.’

‘I’ve beaten you both,’ said the third. ‘I bought her a miraculous parrot that can talk to her.’

A little later, the mother sent out a thank you letter to all three sons. ‘Gerald, the house you bought was too big.

I only live in one room, and I have to clean the entire house. Milton, the car is useless because I don’t go anywhere; I’m too old. But Robert, you know exactly what I like.

The chicken was delicious.’

A father buys a lie detector robot that slaps people when they lie. He decides to test it out at dinner one night. The father asks his son what he did that afternoon.

The son says, “I did some schoolwork.”

The robot slaps the son. The son says, “Ok, Ok. I was at a friend’s house watching movies.”

Dad asks, “What movie did you watch?”

Son says, “Toy Story.”

The robot slaps the son.

Son says, “Ok, Ok, we were watching a dirty movie.”

Dad says, “What? At your age I didn’t even know what dirty movies were.”

The robot slaps the father. Mom laughs and says, “Well, he certainly is your son.”

The robot slaps the mother.

Robot for sale.