Post by plocket on Feb 3, 2007 10:51:17 GMT 1
CURTAIN RODS
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the removal firm come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music and feasted on shrimp and caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and stuffed half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of all 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 house began to smell. They tried everything: cleaning, mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, carpets were steam cleaned and air fresheners were hung everywhere. In the end, they even paid to replace the expensive carpets.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had halved their asking price, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and even the local estate agents refused to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement, in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she would sign the papers that very day. She agreed and, within the hour, his solicitor delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the removal firm pack everything to take to their new home........including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU???
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the removal firm come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music and feasted on shrimp and caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and stuffed half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of all 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 house began to smell. They tried everything: cleaning, mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, carpets were steam cleaned and air fresheners were hung everywhere. In the end, they even paid to replace the expensive carpets.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had halved their asking price, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and even the local estate agents refused to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement, in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she would sign the papers that very day. She agreed and, within the hour, his solicitor delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the removal firm pack everything to take to their new home........including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU???
