Balloons

A small boy walks into his mother's room and catches her topless.

"Mommy! Mommy! What are those?" He says, pointing to her breasts.

"Well, son," she explains, "These are balloons, and when you die, they inflate and float you up to heaven.

Incredibly, he appears to believe his mother's story and goes off, quite satisfied.

A few days later, the little boy comes running home to get his mother from the kitchen.

"Mommy! Mommy! Aunt Jenny is dying the boy screams."

"What do you mean?" his mother asks.

"Well, she's out in the garden shed, lying on the floor with both of her balloons out, and Dad's trying to blow 'em up for her and she keeps yelling 'God, I'm coming!!'."