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PM for Decals
A man in Phoenix calls his son in New York two days before
Thanksgiving and says,
"I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your
mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough."
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.
"We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father
says, "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this,
so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone.
"Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take
care of this!"
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, "You
are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm
calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then,
don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife,
"Okay," he says, "the kids are coming home for Thanksgiving and even paying
their own way. Hee hee hee!"
Thanksgiving and says,
"I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your
mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough."
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.
"We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father
says, "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this,
so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone.
"Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take
care of this!"
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, "You
are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm
calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then,
don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife,
"Okay," he says, "the kids are coming home for Thanksgiving and even paying
their own way. Hee hee hee!"
