Mothers Drivers License

A Mom is driving a little girl to her friends 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 warns. It is 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, "these 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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"Those are enough questions, honestly!" The
exasperated mother walks away as the two friends begin
to play.
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"My Mom wouldn't tell me anything," the little girl
says to her friend.
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"Well," said the friend, "all you need to do is look
at her drivers 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 surprise and shock now. "How in
heavens 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."