A woman and her 13 years old son were inside a Taxi. It was raining and all the ladies of the evening (prostitutes) were standing by the roadside.
The Boy asked; “Mummy, what are all those women doing?”
His Mother replied; “They are waiting for their husbands to come back from work.”
The Taxi driver turned around and said; “Why don’t you tell him the truth?. Little boy, they are prostitutes, they sleep with men for money. Said the driver.”
The Boy’s eyes got wide and asked; “Mummy is that true?”
His mother, glaring hard at the driver replied; “Yes.!!”
After a few minutes, the boy asked; “Mummy, what happens to the babies those women have?”
She replied; “Most of them become Taxi drivers.”
Moral of the story: Silence is golden. Don’t mess with a mother.
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