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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