Saturday, September 16, 2006



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 terrible. 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
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, what ever the case
is, I'm gone.
PS: 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
.....The saga continues.....

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
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, Iquit 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 the letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from
me. So take care.
PS: 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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