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>>A little girl and her mother were at the playground. The girl, >>out of the blue, asked her mother, "Mommy, how old are you?" >>The mother responded, "Honey, women don't talk about their >>age. You'll learn this as you get older." >> >>The girl then asked, "Mommy how much do you weigh?" The >>mother responded again, "That's another thing women don't >>talk about. You'll learn this, too, as you grow up." >> >>The girl, still wanting to know about her mother, then >>asked, "Mommy, why did you and Daddy >>get a divorce?" The mother, a little annoyed by all the >>questions, responded "Honey, that is a subject that hurts >>me very much, and I don't want to talk about it now." >> >>The little girl, frustrated, sulked until she was dropped >>off at a friend's house to play. She complained to her >>friend about her mother's replies to her questions. >> >>The friend said, "All you have to do is sneak a look >>at your mother's driver license. It's just like a report card >>from school. It tells you everything." >> >>Later, the little girl and her mother were at the playground again. >>The little girl said, "Mommy, Mommy, I know how old >>you are. I know how old you are. You're 32 years old." The >>mother was very shocked. She asked, "Sweetheart, how do you know >>that?" The little girl shrugged and said, "I just know. And I >>know how much you weigh. You weigh 130 pounds." "Where did you >>learn that? The little girl said, "I just know. And I know why >>you and Daddy got a divorce. >> >>You got an "F" in sex."