Merry Christmas
A man in Newfoundland calls his son in Calgary three days before
Christmas & says "I hate to ruin your day but I'm divorcing your
mother. Forty-five years of misery is enough."
"Faudder! Whadda ya talkin about b'y??" the son screams.
"We can't stand da sight of each hudder any longer" the father
says. "We're sick'n'tired of each other & I'm sick of talkin' about dis,
so you call yer sister in Vancouver & tell 'er."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "No
way dur gettin' divorced!" she shouts, "I'll take care of dis."
She calls Newfoundland immediately & screams at her father "Yer
not getting divorced. Don't do a single ting until I gets dere. I'm
cawin' me brudder back & we'll both be dere by da mar. Until den don't do
nuntin, DO YOU 'EAR ME??" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone & turns to his wife. "Okay" he says,
"Dey're comin for Christmas & dey're paying deir own way!"