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An Ex-Wife's Revenge
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes,
crates and suitcases.
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 candlelight,
put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound
of shrimp, a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room
and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp dipped in caviar,
into the hollow 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 and carpets were
steamed. Air Fresheners were hung
everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas
canisters, during which they had to move out
for a few days, and in the end 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 could not take the stench any longer and
decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in
half, they could not find a buyer for their
stinky house. Word got out and eventually
even the local realtors 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 t he smell was,
he agreed on a Price that was about 1/10th of what the
house had been worth, but only if she
were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the
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....
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including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU?????
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