An elderly man in Auckland calls his son in London and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are
divorcing, 45 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 old man replies. "We're sick of each other, and frankly I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Paris and tell her," and he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone, "Like hell they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this."
She calls her dad immediately, and screams at the old man, "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. We'll get flights. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up the phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says, "they're coming for Christmas and paying their own airfares."


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