I Just Can't Tell

The vicar, awarding prizes at the local dog show, was scandalized by costumes worn by some members of the younger fair sex.  "Look at that youngster," said he, "the one with the cropped hair, the cigarette, and breeches, holding two pops.  Is it a boy or a girl?"

"A girl," said his companion.  "She's my daughter."

"My dear sir!"  The vicar was flustered.  "Do forgive me.  I would never have been so outspoken had I known you were her father."

"I'm not," said the other.  "I'm her mother."

- submitted by Calvin Habig, Parables, Etc. (August 1995)