A
man in Phoenix calls his son in New York the day before Thanksgiving 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 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, "they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their
own way."
"OH! MY GOSH!!" - I KNOW I'LL STILL BE LAUGHING AT CHRISTMAS. THANKS. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving....
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