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An elderly man in Phoenix calls his son in New York 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 old man 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," and he hangs up.

Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone.

"Like hell they're getting a divorce," she shouts, "I'll take care of this."

She calls Phoenix 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. Until then, don't do a thing.

DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.

The old man hangs up his phone too, and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says,
"they're coming for Thanksgiving. Now what do we tell them for Christmas?"

Posted by lbastard on July 17, 2002   Email this entry