Dear Husband:
I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving
you for good. I've been a good woman to you for
seven years and I have nothing to show for it.
These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss
called to tell me that you had quit your job today
and that was the last straw. Last week, you came
home and didn't notice that I had gotten my hair
and nails done, cooked your favorite meal and even
wore a brand new negligee. You came
home and ate in two minutes yes, and went
straight to sleep after watching the game. You
don't tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch
me or anything. Either you're cheating or you don't
love me anymore, what ever the case is, I'm gone.
P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your
BROTHER and I are moving away to West Virginia
together! Have a great life!
Your EX-Wife
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Dear Ex-Wife
Nothing has made my day more than receiving
your letter. It's true that you and I have been
married for seven years, although a good woman is
a far cry from what you've been. I watch sports so
much to try to drown out your constant nagging.
Too bad that doesn't work. I did notice when you
cut off all of your hair last week, the first thing that
came to mind was "You look just like a man!" My
mother raised me to not say anything if you can't
say anything nice.
When you cooked my favorite meal, you must
have gotten me confused with MY BROTHER,
because I stopped eating pork seven years ago.
I went to sleep on you when you had on that new
negligee because the price tag was still on it. I
prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother
had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that
morning and your negligee was $49.99.
After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we
could work it out. So when I discovered that I had
hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and
bought us two tickets to Jamaica. But when I got
home you were gone. Everything happens for a
reason I guess. I hope you have the filling life you
always wanted.
My lawyer said with your letter that you wrote, you
won't get a dime from me. So take care.
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my
brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a
problem.
Signed
Rich As Hell and Free!