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Sunday, November 23, 2008

Best divorce letter ever written:-

Dear Husband,
I'm writing you this letter to tell you that
I'm leaving you forever.
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
quit your job today and that was the last straw..

Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I
had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal and
even wore a brand new pair of silk panties.
You ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep
after watching all of your shows..
You don't tell me you love me anymore;
you don't want sex or anything that connects us as
husband and wife. Either you're cheating on me or
you don't love me anymore; whatever the case, I'm gone.

Your EX-wife

P.S. Don't try to find me... Your BROTHER and I are moving
away to Spain together! Have a great life!

The reply:

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 my shows so much because they drown out your
constant whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work.

I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the first thing
that came to mind was 'You look just like a boy'! Since my mother
raised me not to say anything if you can't say something nice,
didn't comment.

And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have
gotten me confused with my brother, because I stopped
eating meat seven years ago.

About those new silk panties: I turned away from you
because the £49.99 price tag was still on them, and I
prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother had
just borrowed fifty quid from me that morning.

After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we
could work it out. So when I hit the lottery for ten
million pounds, 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 fulfilling life you always wanted.
My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures you
won't get a penny from me. So take care.

Signed,
Your EX-husband, Rich As Hell and Free!

P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my
brother Carl was born Caroline. I hope that's not a problem.