“Thanks Be to God” (a joke my mother told me, by KPKeelan)

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> A very wealthy woman, used to a life of ease and luxury, was traveling with her adult son…

, Checking into a fancy hotel, draped in her usual jewelry and mink, she came up to the concierge and asked for some help carrying her son to their room. Two porters were summoned to carry the man upstairs. As he returned the woman’s credit card, he commented in sympathy: I am so sorry for your son’s troubles.”

. Turning away, the woman stopped and turned back. “What troubles are those?”, she asked the startled concierge.

. “Um..” he stammered, trying to put it as delicately as possible. “His inability to walk and all…”

. “Oh, he can walk fine.” said the woman breezily, as she followed the porters upstairs, straining under the weight of her corpulent son.

– “Thanks be to God he doesn’t have to!”

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Fool, Philosopher, Lover & Dreamer, Benign TROUBLEMAKER, King and Jester of KPKworld, an online portal to visual and linguistic mystery, befuddlement and delight.
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