A Polish man married an American woman, and despite his poor English, they had a successful marriage. They spoke to each other in a kind, patient, and humorous manner—until one day he barged into a lawyer’s office, obviously upset.
Panicked and breathless, he exclaimed, “I need a divorce…”
An eyebrow was raised by the attorney. “Divorce? That is dependent. Are you on any grounds?
“Yeah!” the man said excitedly. “A lovely little house on one acre.”
The lawyer blinked. What is the basis of your argument, I mean?
“Ah! “Made of concrete,” the man declared with pride.
The lawyer tried again and said, “Sir, do you and your wife have a grudge?”
“Not necessary! He smiled and exclaimed, “We have a carport!”
“What are your relations like?” the lawyer explained, suppressing a sigh.
He gave a nod. “They’re all still in Poland.”
The lawyer, who was now a little amused but still attempting to assist, enquired, “Has there been any infidelity in your marriage?”
Yes, the man responded with assurance. “Our DVD player is good, and we have high-fidelity stereo.”
The lawyer hesitated. “No. Does your wife ever physically abuse you, I mean?
The man shook his head, seeming perplexed. “No, no.” Every day I get up before her!
“So why do you want a divorce?!” the lawyer asked, becoming frustrated, leaning forward.
The man looked around anxiously and lowered his voice. The reason is that she attempts to k-i-l-l me!
The lawyer was shocked and said, “What makes you think that?!”
“I have evidence!” exclaimed the man. “She purchases a bottle from the pharmacy. places it in the loo!
With caution, the lawyer enquired, “And what did the bottle say?”
“The label states, ‘Regular Polish Remover!'”
The fun doesn’t end there, though.
Later, while dining at a Chinese restaurant, a couple made the adventurous decision to try the unusual dish known as “Chicken Surprise.” A big cast-iron pot with a lid was brought by the waiter.
The lid opened barely a crack as the woman reached to help herself, letting two small, beady eyes peek out before it slammed back shut.
She gasped in surprise. “Have you noticed that?”
Her spouse hadn’t. Inquisitive, he bent over and grabbed the pot himself. The lid rose once again, and two tiny eyes darted around before closing.
He called the waiter over, now completely freaked out.
“Pardon me,” he continued, “what did we order specifically?”
Calm but sorry, the waiter said, “Please, sir. What did you order?
“Surprise Chicken,” the hubby answered.
With a groan, the waiter nodded.
“Oh, I’m really sorry. I bring you. Duck Peeking
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