Thanks Mom

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You have one new message. First message sent today, at 7:45pm:

“Hey darlin, I wanted to read this to you. It says ‘Little Danny was in his 5th grade class when the teacher asked the kids what their fathers did for a living. And all the typical answers came up – fireman, policeman, salesman. Danny was being uncharacteristically quiet and so the teacher asked him about his father. He said “My father is an exotic dancer in a gay bar and takes off all his clothes in front of other men. Sometimes if the offer is really good he’ll go out into the alley with some guy and make love with him for money.” The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other kids to work on some coloring and took little Danny aside to ask him “Is that really true about your father?”. “No”, said Danny, “but he plays for the Houston Texans and I was too embarrased to say that in front of the other kids.’

Just thought you might get a kick of that darlin. Bye-bye!”

My own mother