Misc Jokes

I Want a Bicycle

A little boy lived with his mother. His dad had left them
when he was still an infant, (doesn't sound funny yet. Yes. I
know) and now he was approaching his sixth birthday, never
having known what it's like to have a father, to have a man
around the house. Naturally, this was on his mother's mind,
too. She had been without a partner for years, and was
lonely, sometimes very depressed about it.

At the stroke of midnight, one night, the little boy was
awakened from his sleep by sounds coming from his mother's
room. He got up and went down the hall, opened the door a
crack and saw his mother, standing in front of the mirror,
naked, her arms spread out to her sides. She was so intensely
involved in what she was doing she didn't even see him. She
repeated over and over into the mirror, "I want a man! I want
a man! I want a man!!"

A little confused, but very curious, the boy went back to
bed.

The next night, once again, at exactly midnight, he was
awakened, and padded down the hallway to find his mother,
again, nude, facing the mirror, "I want a man! I want a man!
I want a man!!!"

He's no fool. He starts to set his alarm for midnight so he
won't miss anything. But this next night, when he's awakened
by his alarm and sneaks down the hallway, he hears his mom
and some unfamiliar male voice coming from behind her bedroom
door. This had never happened before. It scared the stuffing
out of him. He ran back to his room and hid under the
blankets. When he awoke in the morning, and came downstairs
for breakfast, he found his mother sitting at the table with
a strange man. She introduced them to each other; he sat
there eyeing this man, trying to figure things out. After a
while, his mommy showed her new friend to the door, kissed
him goodbye, and sent him on his way.

This was not lost on the little boy. And that night, he set
his alarm for midnight, again. When the alarm awakened him,
he got up, stripped naked, and tiptoed down the hall where he
positioned himself directly in front of his mother's mirror.
He stretched his arms out wide, looked straight into the
glass, opened his little mouth and cried out, "I want a
bicycle! I want a bicycle! I want a bicycle!"