No Bike
For his birthday little Johnny asked for a new bicycle.
His father said, “Son, we’d give you one, but the mortgage on this house is $180,000 and your mother just lost her job. There’s no way we can afford it.”
The next day the father saw little heading out the front door with a suitcase. So he asked, “Son, where are you going?”
Little Johnny told him, “I was walking past your room last night and heard you tell mum you were pulling out. Then I heard her tell you to wait because she was coming too. And I’ll be damned if I’m staying here by myself with a $180,000 mortgage and no fucking bike!”
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