My Dear husband: 
I'm writing  this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you. I've  been a good wife to you for the last 20 years & I have nothing to  show for it, and the last 2 weeks have been hell. Your boss called to  tell me that you left your job today which was the last straw. Last  week, you came home & you didn't even notice I had a new hairstyle,  had cooked your favorite meal & even wore a brand new nightie. You  ate in 2 minutes, & went straight to sleep after watching your TV soaps. You don't tell  me you love me anymore; you don't want sex or anything that connects us  as husband & wife. Either you're cheating on me or you don't love  me anymore; whatever the case, I'm gone. Your EX-Wife. Don't try to find  me. Your BROTHER & I are moving to Invercargill together! Have a  great life! 
Dear Ex-wife
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true  you & I have been married for 20 years, although a good woman is a  far cry from what you've been. I watch TV soaps so much because they  drown out your constant whining & bitching. Too bad that doesn't  work. I DID notice when you got a hair do last week, but the 1st thing  that came to mind was 'You look just like a boy!' Since my father 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 got me  confused with MY BROTHER because I haven't eaten pork for 7 years. About  the new nightie: I turned away from you because the $49.99 price tag  was still on it, & I prayed it was a coincidence that my brother had  just borrowed $50 from me that morning. After all of this, I still  loved you & felt we could work it out. So when I won the 20 million dollar Lotto, on Saturday, I left my  job & bought 2 tickets for us 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 dollar from me. 
So take care. 
Signed, Your Ex-Husband, Rich As Hell & Free! 
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my brother Carl was  born Carla. I hope that's not a problem.
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