nobletucky
Plinker
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; forty-five years of misery is enough.
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.
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 they're paying their own way."
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.
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 they're paying their own way."
