A Holiday Reunion Scheme
An elderly man picks up the phone and tells his son, “Listen, your mother and I are getting a divorce. Forty-five years of misery is enough for anyone.”
“Wait—what? Dad, what are you talking about?” the son shouts, stunned.
“We just can’t stand each other anymore,” the father insists. “I’m tired of looking at her, and I don’t want to discuss it. Call your sister and break the news to her.” Then he hangs up.
Panicked, the son immediately calls his sister. She explodes, “Not a chance!”
She grabs the phone and calls their father. “You are NOT getting divorced! Don’t you dare do anything. We’ll both be on the first flight home tomorrow. Don’t call a lawyer. Don’t file a single paper. DO YOU HEAR ME?” She slams the phone down.
The old man sets the receiver down, smiles at his wife, and says, “Perfect. They’re both coming for the holiday—and paying their own airfares.”
