Driver's License

Mother Love: PoemsDriver's License - too  cute not to forward

A mother is driving her  little girl to her friend's house for a play  date.

' Mommy ,' the little girl asks,  'how old are you?'

'Honey, you are not  supposed to ask a lady her age,' the mother  replied.
'It's not polite.'

'OK',  the little girl says,
'How much do you  weigh?'

'Now really,' the mother says, 
'those are personal questions and are really  none of your business.'

Undaunted, the  little girl asks, 'Why did you and Daddy get a  divorce?'

'That's enough questions,  young lady! Honestly!'

The exasperated  mother walks away as the two friends begin to  play.

' My Mom won't tell me anything  about her,' the little girl says to her friend. 

'Well,' says the friend,
'all you  need to do is look at her driver's license. 
It's like a report card, it has everything  on it.'

Later that night the little girl  says to her mother,
'I know how old you are.  You are 32.'

The mother is surprised and  asks,
'How did you find that out?

'I  also know that you weigh 130 pounds.' 

The mother is past surprised and shocked  now.
'How in Heaven's name did you find that  out?'

'And,' the little girl says  triumphantly,
'I know why you and  daddy got a divorce.'
'Oh really?' the mother  asks. 'Why?'

'Because you  got an F in sex.'

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