While in college, Michelle
invited her mother over for dinner to
meet her roommate. During the course of
the meal, Michelle's mother couldn't help
but notice how sheepish Michelle's
roommate, Obama, was acting. Michelle's
Mom had long been suspicious of a
relationship. Why else would Michelle
have a male as a roommate?
Upon meeting Obama, mom was even more
curious. While watching the two interact
over the course of the evening, she
continued to wonder if there was more
between Obama and Michelle than met the
eye. Reading her mom's thoughts, Michelle
volunteered, 'I know what you must be
thinking, mom, but I assure you Obama and
I are just roommates.'
About a week later, Michelle came to
Obama saying, 'Ever since my mother came
to dinner, I've been unable to find my
beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't
suppose she took it, do you?'
Obama said, 'Well, I doubt it, but send
her an e-mail just to be sure. So
Michelle sat down and wrote:
Dear Mom,
I'm not saying that you 'did' take the
gravy ladle from the house, I'm not
saying that you 'did not' take the gravy
ladle. But the fact remains that mine has
been missing ever since you were here for
dinner.
Love, Michelle
Several days later, Michelle received an
email back from her mother that read:
Dear Michelle,
I'm not saying that Obama 'sleeps' with
you, I'm not saying that Obama 'does not
sleep' with you. But the fact remains
that if Obama were sleeping in his own
bed, he would have discovered the gravy
ladle by now.
Love, Mom