A Polish man moved to the USA and married an American girl. Although his English was far from perfect, they got along very well until one day he rushed into a lawyer's office and asked him if he could arrange a divorce for him.
The lawyer said that getting a divorce would depend on the circumstances, and asked him the following questions:
Have you any grounds? Yes, an acre and half and nice little home.
No, I mean what is the foundation of this case? It made of concrete.
I don't think you understand. Does either of you have a real grudge? No, we have carport, and not need one.
I mean. What are your relations like? All my relations still in Poland.
Is there any infidelity in your marriage? We have hi-fidelity stereo and good DVD player.
Does your wife beat you up? No, I always up before her.
Is your wife a nagger? No, she white.
Why do you want this divorce? She going to kill me.
What makes you think that? I got proof.
What kind of proof? She going to poison me. She buy a bottle at drugstore and put on shelf in bathroom. I can read, and it say:
“Polish Remover”
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Or you could mail a gift? Up to you.
take care
Thanks, Scott.
Hey, I resemble that joke. I'm of 100% Polish stock.
Haven't decided if I want to go back to Nye's for my birthday this year. I'll see what MM wants to do and let you know if we're planning a get-together.
KD
Sounds good KD. We can discuss some of that stuff about being a "good" Christian.
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