> A married couple is driving along a highway doing a steady forty miles per
> >hour. The husband is behind the wheel. His wife suddenly looks across at
> him
> >and speaks in a clear voice. "Darling," she says. "I know we've been
> married
> >for twenty years, but I want a divorce."
> >The husband says nothing, keeps looking at the road ahead but slowly
> >increases his speed to 45 mph.
> >The wife speaks again. "I don't want you to try and talk me out of
> >it," she says, "because I've been having an affair with your best friend,
> >and he's a far better lover than you are."
> >Again the husband stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more
> >tightly and slowly increases the speed to 55.
> >She pushes her luck. "I want the house," she says insistently.
> >Up to 60.
> >I want the car, too," she continues.
> >65 mph.
> >"And," she says, "I'll have the bank accounts, all the credit cards
> >and the boat."
> >The car slowly starts veering towards a massive concrete abutment of an
> >overpass. This makes her a wee bit nervous, so she asks him: "Isn't there
> >anything you want?"
> >The husband at last replies - in a quiet and controlled voice."No,
> >I've got everything I need." he says.
> >Oh, really?" she inquires, "so what have you got?"
> >Just before they slam into the wall at 80 mph, the husband turns
> >to her and smiles.
> > "The airbag."
Mark L.
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