A Polish man had married a Canadian girl after he had been in Canada for a year or so and although his English was far from perfect, the couple got on well.
One day, though, he rushed into a lawyer’s office and asked if he could arrange for a divorce for him….”very quick!
!
!
”
The lawyer explained that the speed of getting a divorce would depend on the circumstances and asked these questions:
Lawyer; “Have you any grounds?!
”
Polish man; “An acre and a half and a nice 3 bedroom house!
!
”
Lawyer; “No, I mean what is the foundation of the case?!
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Polish man; “It is made of concrete, bricks and mortar!
!
”
Lawyer; “Does either of you have a real grudge?
Polish man; “No, we have a carport…
don’t need a grudge!
!
”
Lawyer; “I mean, what are your relations like?!
”
Polish man; “All my relations live in Poland!
!
”
Lawyer; “Is there any infidelity in your marriage?!
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Polish man; “Yes…
we have hi-fidelity stereo set and DVD player with 6.1 surround sound!
!
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Lawyer; “No, I mean does your wife beat you up?!
”
Polish man; “No, I’m always up before her!
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”
Lawyer; “why do you want this divorce?!
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Polish man; “She is going to kill me!
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!
!
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Lawyer; “What makes you think that?!
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Polish man; “I got proof!
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Lawyer; “What kind of proof?!
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Polish man; “She going to poison me.
She buy bottle at drug store and I read label.
It say…
POLISH REMOVER!
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