YOUR DRIVERS LICENSE TELLS IT ALL
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>A mother is driving a little girl to her friend's house for a play
date.
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>"Mommy," the little girl asks, "how old are you?"
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>"Honey, you are not supposed to ask a lady her age," the mother
replied.
>"It's not polite."
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>"OK," the little girl says, "How much do you weigh?"
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>"Now really," the mother says, "those are personal questions and are
really
>none of your business."
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>Undaunted, the little girl asks, "Why did you and Daddy get a
divorce?"
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>"That is enough questions, young lady, honestly!"
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>The exasperated mother walks away as the two friends begin to play.
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>"My Mom won't tell me anything about her," the little girl says to her
>friend.
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>"Well," says the friend, "all you need to do is look at her driver's
>license It is like a report card, it has everything on it."
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> Later that night the little girl says to her mother,"I know how old
you
>are, you are 32."
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>The mother is surprised and asks, "How did you find that out?
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>"I also know that you weigh 140 pounds."
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> The mother is past surprised and shocked now."How in heaven's name
did
>you find that out?"
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>"And," the little girl says triumphantly, "I know why you and daddy
got a
>divorce."
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>"Oh really?" the mother asks. "Why?"
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>"Because you got an F in sex."
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