Post by Yuk YuK on Jan 17, 2006 5:52:02 GMT -5
After 17 years of marriage, a man dumped his wife for a younger woman.
He wanted to continue living in their downtown luxury apartment with his new lover so he asked his wife to move out and get another place.
His wife agreed to this, provided that he would give her 3 days alone at the apartment to pack up her things.
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come out and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining table by candlelight, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each room and deposited a few of the half-eaten shrimp shells into the hollow of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly the apartment began to smell. They tried everything; cleaning & mopping and airing the place out.
Vents were checked for dead rodents, carpets were steam cleaned.
Air fresheners were hung everywhere.
Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive carpet.
Finally, they could not take it any longer and decided to move.
They could not find a buyer for their stinky apartment so they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The moving company arrived and did a very professional packing job, taking everything to their new home ... including the curtain rods.
A mechanic was removing a cylinder head from the motor of a Harley
motorcycle when he spotted a well-known heart surgeon in his shop.
The surgeon was there waiting for the service manager to come take a
look at his bike.
The mechanic shouted across the garage,"Hey, Doc, can I ask you a
question?" The surgeon, a bit surprised, walked over to the mechanic
working on the motorcycle.
The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked,
"So Doc, look at this engine. I open its heart, take valves out, fix 'em, put
'em back in, and when I finish, it works just like new.
So how come I get such a small salary and you get the really big
bucks, when you and I are doing basically the same work?"
The surgeon paused, smiled and leaned over, and whispered to the mechanic.
"Try doing it with the engine running."
He wanted to continue living in their downtown luxury apartment with his new lover so he asked his wife to move out and get another place.
His wife agreed to this, provided that he would give her 3 days alone at the apartment to pack up her things.
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come out and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining table by candlelight, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each room and deposited a few of the half-eaten shrimp shells into the hollow of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly the apartment began to smell. They tried everything; cleaning & mopping and airing the place out.
Vents were checked for dead rodents, carpets were steam cleaned.
Air fresheners were hung everywhere.
Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive carpet.
Finally, they could not take it any longer and decided to move.
They could not find a buyer for their stinky apartment so they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The moving company arrived and did a very professional packing job, taking everything to their new home ... including the curtain rods.
A mechanic was removing a cylinder head from the motor of a Harley
motorcycle when he spotted a well-known heart surgeon in his shop.
The surgeon was there waiting for the service manager to come take a
look at his bike.
The mechanic shouted across the garage,"Hey, Doc, can I ask you a
question?" The surgeon, a bit surprised, walked over to the mechanic
working on the motorcycle.
The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked,
"So Doc, look at this engine. I open its heart, take valves out, fix 'em, put
'em back in, and when I finish, it works just like new.
So how come I get such a small salary and you get the really big
bucks, when you and I are doing basically the same work?"
The surgeon paused, smiled and leaned over, and whispered to the mechanic.
"Try doing it with the engine running."
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