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DEAR WIFE
I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you forever. I've
been a good man to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it.
These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you
quit your job today and that was the last straw.
Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had a new haircut,
had cooked your favourite meal and even wore a brand new pair of silk
boxers. You ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching
all of your soaps. You don't tell me you love me anymore; you don't want sex or
anything that connects us as husband and wife. Either you're cheating on me
or you don't love me anymore; whatever the case, I'm gone.
Your EX-Husband
P.S. Don't try to find me. Your SISTER and I are moving away to Spain
together! Have a great life!>
************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***
Dear Ex-Husband to be
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter.
It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good
man is a far cry from what you've been. I watch my soaps so much because
they drown out your constant whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work.
I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the first thing that
came to mind was 'You look just like a girl!' Since my mother raised me not
to say anything if you can't say something nice, didn't comment.
And when you cooked my favourite meal, you must have gotten me confused with
MY SISTER, because I stopped eating beef seven years ago.
About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the £49.99 price
tag was still on them, and I prayed that it was a coincidence that my sister
had just borrowed fifty quid from me that morning.
After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out. So
when I hit the lotto for ten million pounds, I quit my job and bought us two
tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home you were gone. Everything happens
for a reason, I guess.
I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that
the letter you wrote ensures you won't get a penny from me. So take care.
Signed,
Your Ex-Wife to be, Rich As Hell and Free!
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born
Carl. I hope that's not a problem.
I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you forever. I've
been a good man to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it.
These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you
quit your job today and that was the last straw.
Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had a new haircut,
had cooked your favourite meal and even wore a brand new pair of silk
boxers. You ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching
all of your soaps. You don't tell me you love me anymore; you don't want sex or
anything that connects us as husband and wife. Either you're cheating on me
or you don't love me anymore; whatever the case, I'm gone.
Your EX-Husband
P.S. Don't try to find me. Your SISTER and I are moving away to Spain
together! Have a great life!>
************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***
Dear Ex-Husband to be
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter.
It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good
man is a far cry from what you've been. I watch my soaps so much because
they drown out your constant whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work.
I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the first thing that
came to mind was 'You look just like a girl!' Since my mother raised me not
to say anything if you can't say something nice, didn't comment.
And when you cooked my favourite meal, you must have gotten me confused with
MY SISTER, because I stopped eating beef seven years ago.
About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the £49.99 price
tag was still on them, and I prayed that it was a coincidence that my sister
had just borrowed fifty quid from me that morning.
After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out. So
when I hit the lotto for ten million pounds, I quit my job and bought us two
tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home you were gone. Everything happens
for a reason, I guess.
I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that
the letter you wrote ensures you won't get a penny from me. So take care.
Signed,
Your Ex-Wife to be, Rich As Hell and Free!
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born
Carl. I hope that's not a problem.
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