For his birthday Little Patrick asked for a new scooter.

His  father said, "Son, we'd give you one, but the mortgage on this house  is  $80,000 and your mother just lost her job. There's 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 I heard you tell 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 an $80,000 mortgage and no f*ing scooter!"