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Curtain Rods
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She spent the first day packing her belongings into
boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and
collected her things. On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their
beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music,
and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few
half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all
was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They
tried everything, cleaning, mopping, and airing the place out. Vents were
checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were
hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters,
during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to
replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked. People stopped coming over
to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit. Finally, they
could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even
though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for
their stinky house. Word got out, and eventually, even the local realtors refused
to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from
the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were
going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely, and
said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her
divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back. Knowing his
ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about
1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers
that very day. She agreed, and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as
they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new
home, including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU????
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
:laugh:
She spent the first day packing her belongings into
boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and
collected her things. On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their
beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music,
and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few
half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all
was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They
tried everything, cleaning, mopping, and airing the place out. Vents were
checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were
hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters,
during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to
replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked. People stopped coming over
to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit. Finally, they
could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even
though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for
their stinky house. Word got out, and eventually, even the local realtors refused
to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from
the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were
going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely, and
said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her
divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back. Knowing his
ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about
1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers
that very day. She agreed, and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as
they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new
home, including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU????
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
