This must be shared, sent to by a friend in Florida
>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 father says.
>"We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you
>call your sister in Seattle and tell her," and he hangs up.
>
>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 man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "OK," he says,
>"They're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own fares. Now
>what do we tell them for Christmas?"
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