some may have seen this before but its gooooood.
Dear Wife:
I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you
forever. I've been a good man to you for seven years and I have nothing
to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called
to tell me that you quit your job today and that was the last straw.
Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had a new
haircut, had cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair
of silk boxers. You ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after
watching all of your soaps. You don't tell me you love me anymore; you
don't want sex or anything that connects us as husband and wife.
Either you're cheating on me or you don't love me anymore; whatever the
case, I'm gone.
Your EX-Husband
P.S. Don't try to find me. Your SISTER
and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life!
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Dear Ex-Husband:
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that
you and I have been married for seven years, although a good man is a
far cry from what you've been. I watch my soaps so much because they
drown out your constant whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work.
I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the first thing
that came to mind was 'You look like a fag!' Since my mother
raised me not to say anything if you can't say something nice, I
didn't comment. And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have
gotten me confused with MY SISTER, because I stopped eating pork seven
years ago.
About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the $49.99
price tag was still on them, and I prayed that it was a coincidence that
my sister had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning.
I've suspected for a while now that there was something going on between
you and my sister, but after all of this, I still loved you and felt
that we could work it out.
So when I hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and
bought us two tickets to Jamaica . But when I got home, you were gone.
Everything happens for a reason, I guess. I hope you have the fulfilling
life you always wanted. My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures
you won't get a dime from me. So take care.
Signed,
Your Ex-Wife, Rich As Hell and Free!
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you
this, but my sister Carla was born Carl. I hope that's not a problem.
