A Mom is driving her little girl to a friend's house for a play date. "Mommy," the little girl asks, "how old are you?"
> "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 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, 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 shocked now.
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> "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. "And why's that?"
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> "Because you got an F in sex."