The day before Thanksgiving, an elderly man in Phoenix calls his son in New York and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough."
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.
"We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the old man says. "We're sick and tired of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her." And he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like Hell they're getting a divorce," she shouts. "I'll take care of this!" She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at the old man, "You are NOT getting divorced! Don't do a single thing until I get there! I'm calling my brother back and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then don't do a thing,
DO YOU HEAR ME?" And she hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay, the kids will be here for Thanksgiving."
Paul (A.) sent the joke to me in plenty of time to post on the day BEFORE Thanksgiving, but I forgot. Here it is squeezed in just before Advent.
One Christmas morning, my parents wouldn't get out of bed the way we wanted them to (I am the eldest of four girls!). We were old enough to be able to resist tearing into packages, but we wanted Mom and Dad to get up...NOW. So I had the bright idea of staging a "fight". We bickered convincingly. Boy howdy, that got my mom up..She came running in to the living room."Girlsforgoodnesssake it'sChristmascan'tyouevenstopforonce?" We were lucky she let us have breakfast that day!
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amyj
What can I say, Amy? Feigned fights work sometimes.
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