On my 18th birthday my mother told me she had a special party arranged for me, with a gift I'd really enjoy.
The festivities started and she showed me one of the most elaborately decorated cakes I'd ever seen -- BOY did it look great!
Then she opened the door to my bedroom, and lounging provocatively on my bed was an extremely sexy looking blonde gal, dressed in the most risque lingerie I'd ever seen. Her coy wink my way almost pushed me over the edge. Mom said, "That's Edith."
Then my mother said, "Happy Birthday, son. I'm afraid I can only afford giving you just one of these two gifts. Which one will it be?"
I was aghast, and asked, "Mom, you've got to be kidding me! Isn't there any way I can enjoy both that beautiful cake you've made as well as this fine woman you've lured into my den? Why can't I enjoy both gifts"
"Son, as you know, you can't have your cake and Edith too."
