One day, John decided to invite over his mother for dinner with him and his room mate, Julie. Julie made a great dinner, but John's mother started to suspect more than friendship. The next day, Julie told John that the soup ladle was missing. This is the letter he wrote to his mother:
Dear Ma,
I'm not saying you did take the soup ladle, but I'm not
saying you didn't. But the fact remains, It's missing.
Love,
John
This was her letter.
Dear John,
I'm not saying you did sleep with Julie, But I'm not
saying you didn't. But the fact remains that if she
were sleeping in her own bed, she would have found it
by now.
Love,
Mom