A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. While playing >with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting, he looked up and >said, "Grandma, how come you don't have a boyfriend?" > >Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom >and watch it >all day long. The TV evangelists keep me company and makes me feel so >good. The comedies make me laugh. I'm really happy with the TV as my >boyfriend." > >Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She started >adjusting the knobs, trying to get the picture in focus. Frustrated, she >started hitting the backside of the TV hoping to fix the problem. > >Just then, the little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open >the door, and there stood Grandma's minister. > >The minister said, "Hello, son, is your grandma home?" > >The little boy replied, "Yeah, but she's in the bedroom bangin' her >boyfriend." > >The minister fainted.