Having moved into his first apartment, a young man invited his Mother and Father for a visit.

As they walked in, the son asked if they would like a cold drink.

Mentally patting myself on the back for teaching his son to be such a gracious host, the Father said, “Yes, what do you have?”

The son walked over to the refrigerator, opened the door, studied the contents, and then replied, “I have pickle juice or water.”