|Forum topic by Allison||posted 04-05-2009 09:56 PM||1086 views||0 times favorited||12 replies|
04-05-2009 09:56 PM
Here at the coffee lounge there has been a lot of talk (mainly by me LOL!) about blogging. I had mentioned I had a “Humor Blog” Just those e-mails sent all over the world that are funny, funny jokes, stories etc. This was received by me just a few minutes ago from a girl I have not seen in 33 years but found through “Classmates” just last week. She has not changed. I thought this was hysterical. I just had to share it!
Here it is.It is called
On the first day, she sadly packed her belongings
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining-room table, by candle-light; she put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar,and a bottle of spring-water.
When she’d finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimps dipped in caviar into the hollow center of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
On the fourth day, the husband came back with
Then, slowly, the house began to smell.
They tried everything; cleaning, mopping, and airing-out the place. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which time the two had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked!
People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.
Finally, they couldn’t take the stench any longer, and decided they had to move, but a month later – even though they’d cut their price in half – they couldn’t find a buyer for such a stinky house.
Word got out, and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, unable to wait any longer for a purchaser, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
Then 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
Knowing she could have no idea how bad the smell really was, he agreed on a price that was only 1/10 th of what the house had been worth … but only if she would sign the papers that very day.
She agreed, and within two hours his lawyers delivered the completed paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home …...
-- Allison, Northeastern Ca. Remember, Amateurs built the Ark. Professionals built the Titanic!