For his birthday, little Willie asked for a 10-speed bicycle.
His father said, “Son, we’d give you one, but the mortgage on this house is $289,000 and your mother just lost her job. There’s no way we can afford it.”
The next day the father saw little Willie heading out the front door with a suitcase.



So he asked, “Son, where are you going?”
Little Willie told him, “I was walking past your room last night and heard you telling mom you were pulling out. Then I heard her tell you to wait because she was coming too. And I’ll be damned if I’m staying here by myself with a $289,000 mortgage and no fuckin’ bike.”