My wife and I were having a serious quarrel when I said to her.
“Pack your things and…….!!!”At that point, her phone rang, so I had to stop to allow her to answer the call. It was her dad.
The phone was on speaker so I could hear what he was saying. After the usual pleasantries between father and daughter, he said: “my daughter, I have transferred $6,000,000 into your account, give your husband $4,000,000 out of it, and you can have the remaining balance.” I Am sending a LAND-CRUISER tear rubber jeep to you and your husband for family use. After the good-byes, the call ended, and she turned to me immediately. “You said I should pack my things and do what…….. ?” I SAID, PACK YOUR THINGS AND GIVE THEM TO ME TO WASH. I will iron them when the light comes.
The husband was not home at his usual hour, and the wife was fuming, as the clock ticked later and later.
Finally, at about 3 A.M., she heard a noise at the front door, and as she stood at the top of the stairs, there was her husband, drunk as a skunk, trying to navigate the stairs.
“Do you realize what time it is?” she asked.
“Don’t get excited,” he slurred. “I’m late because I bought something for the house.”
Immediately, her attitude changed, and as she ran down the stairs to meet him halfway, she asked, “What did you buy for the house, dear?”
His answer was, “A round of drinks!”
