A little girl and her mother were out and about. 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, "Mommie how much do you weigh?"
The mother responded again, "Thats 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 fires off another question, "Mommie why did you and Daddy get a divorce?"
The mother, a little annoyed by 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, flustrated, sulks until she is dropped off at a friend's house to play. She consults with her girlfriend about her and her mother's conversation. Her little friend says, "All you have to do is sneak and look at your mother's driver license. It's just like a report card from school. It tells you everythinng." Later, the little girl and her mother are out and about again. The little girl starts off with, "Mommie, I know how old you are. You're 32 years old."
The mother is very shocked. She asks, "Sweetheart, how do you know that?"
The little girl shrugs and says, "I just know. And I know how much weigh. You weigh 130 pounds. And I know why you and Daddy got a divorce. You got a "F" in sex."
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