namvet
11-27-2008, 08:54 PM
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 each other any longer," the old man says. "We're sick and tired of each other and I'm sick of talking about this, so call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
And he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck 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 she hangs up.
The old man hangs up the phone, smiles and turns to his wife.
"They're coming for Christmas and paying their own way."
"Pop, what are you talking about," the son screams.
"We can't stand each other any longer," the old man says. "We're sick and tired of each other and I'm sick of talking about this, so call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
And he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck 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 she hangs up.
The old man hangs up the phone, smiles and turns to his wife.
"They're coming for Christmas and paying their own way."