Chris_924s

A sixteen year-old boy came home with a Porsche and his parents
were astonished, "Where did you get that car?"
He calmly told them, "I bought it today."
"With what?" they demanded. "We know what a Porsche costs."
"Well," said the boy, "this one cost me fifteen bucks!"
"Who would sell you a car like that for fifteen dollars?"
"It was the lady up the street," said the boy. "I don't know her
name, they just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me
if I wanted to buy a Porsche for fifteen dollars."
"Oh my goodness, "moaned the mother, "she must be a child abuser
or something. Who knows what she will do next. John, you go right up
there and see what's going on."
So the boy's father walked up the street to the house where the
lady lived and found her out in the yard planting petunias. He
introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a
Porsche and asked her why she did it.
"Well," she said, "this morning I got a phone call from my
husband. I thought he was on a business trip, but it seems he ran off to
Hawaii with his secretary and doesn't intend to come back. He asked me
to sell his new Porche and send him the money. I did."