Despite his terrible English, a Polish man married an American woman, and their marriage flourished. They spoke to each other with love, tolerance, and lots of laughter—until he barged into a lawyer’s office one day, obviously upset.
“I need a divorce!” he exclaimed, gasping for air.
The attorney’s eyebrow went up. “A separation? It depends. Have you got any grounds?
“Yes, yes!” the man said enthusiastically. “A charming little house on one acre.”
The attorney blinked. “No, I mean—what is the basis for your argument?”
“Oh! Constructed from concrete,” the man declared with pride”
The lawyer made another attempt and inquired, “Sir, do you and your wife have a grudge?”
“No need! We have a carport!” The man grinned.
The lawyer explained, suppressing a sigh, “I mean… what are your relations like?”
The man gave a nod. “Everything is still in Poland.”
“Has there been any infidelity in your marriage?” The lawyer said, a little amused now but still attempting to assist.
“Oh yes!” the man exclaimed with assurance. “We have a good DVD player and high-fidelity stereo.”
The attorney hesitated. “No… Do you ever get beaten up by your wife?
The man shook his head, seeming perplexed. “No, no. Every day, I wake up earlier than she does!
“So why do you want a divorce?!” the lawyer asked, becoming frustrated, leaning forward.
The man looked around anxiously and lowered his voice. The reason is that she attempts to k-i-l-l me!
The lawyer was shocked and said, “What makes you think that?!”
“I have evidence!” exclaimed the man. “She purchases a bottle from the pharmacy. places it in the restroom!
With caution, the lawyer inquired, “And what did the bottle say?”
“The label states, ‘Regular Polish Remover!'”
The fun doesn’t end there, though.
Later, while dining at a Chinese restaurant, a couple made the adventurous decision to try the unusual dish known as “Chicken Surprise.” The waiter brought a big cast-iron pot with a lid. The lid opened barely a crack as the woman reached to help herself, letting two small, beady eyes peek out before it slammed back shut.
She gasped in surprise. “Have you noticed that?”
Her spouse hadn’t. Inquisitive, he bent over and grabbed the pot himself. The lid rose once again, and two tiny eyes darted around before closing.
He called the waiter over, now completely freaked out.
“Pardon me,” he continued, “what did we order specifically?”
Calm but sorry, the waiter said, “Please, sir. What did you order?
“Surprise Chicken,” the hubby answered.
With a groan, the waiter nodded.
“Oh, I’m really sorry. I bring you. Duck Peeking
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