Dear Husband
I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for
good. I've Been a good woman 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 Had quit your job today and
that was the last straw. Last week, you came Home and didn't notice
that I had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your
Favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee.
You came home and ate in Two minutes, and went straight to sleep
after watching the game. You don't Tell me you love me anymore, you
don't touch me or anything Either you're cheating or you don't love me anymore, whatever the case is, I'm gone.
P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER and I are
moving away To West Virginia together! Have a great life!
Your Ex-wife
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Dear Ex-Wife
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
woman is a far cry From what you've been. I watch sports so much to try
to drown out.
Your constant nagging. Too bad that doesn't work. I did notice when
you cut Off all of your hair last week, the first thing that came to
mind was "You Look just like a man!" My mother raised me to not say
anything if You can't say anything nice. When you cooked my favorite
meal, You must have Gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, Because I stopped
eating pork seven Years ago. I went to sleep on you when you had on
that new negligee because The price tag was still on it. I prayed that it
was a coincidence that my Brother had just borrowed fifty dollars from
me that morning and your Negligee was $49.99.
After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we Could work
it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten Million
dollars, 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 filling life you always wanted. My lawyer
said with your Letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from me. So
take care.
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my brother was
born Carla. I hope that's not a problem.
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