His father said, 'Son, we'd give you one, but the mortgage on this house is £289,000 and your mother just lost her job. There's no way we can afford it.'
The next day the father saw little Johnny 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 telling mom 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 £289,000 mortgage and no damn bike.
Brian
