John and Nancy decided that the only way to pull off a Sunday
afternoon
quickie with their six-year-old son in the apartment was to send him
out
on the balcony and order him to report on all the neighborhood
activities.
The boy began his commentary as his parents put their plans into
operation. "There's a car being towed from the parking
lot," he said.
"An ambulance just drove by." A few moments passed.
"Looks like the
Smiths have company," he called out, "Matt riding a new
bike and the
Sanders are having sex."
Mom and Dad shot up in bed. "How do you know that?" the
startled father
asked.
"Their kid is standing out on the balcony too," his son
replied.