For his birthday little Patrick asked for a 10-speed bicycle.
>His father said, "Son, we'd give you one, but the mortgage on this house is $180,000 and your mother just lost her job. There is no way we can afford it.
>The next day the father saw little Patrick heading out the front door with a suitcase.
>So he asked, "Son, where are you going?"
>Little Patrick told him, "I was walking past your room last night and heard you tell mum 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 $180,000 mortgage and no fucking bike !"