pidgiepoo
Contributor
An Italian husband and wife were having dinner at a very fine
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> restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman comes over to
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> their table, gives the husband a big open-mouthed kiss, then says
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> she'll see him later and walks away.
... The wife glares at her husband and says, "Who was that?"
"Oh," replies the husband, "she's my mistress."
> "Well, that's the last straw," says the wife. "I've had enough, I
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> want a divorce!"
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> "I can understand that," replies her husband, "but remember, if we
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> get a divorce it will mean no more shopping trips to Paris , no more
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> wintering in Barbados , no more summers in Tuscany , no more Jaguar
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> in the garage and no more yacht club. No more credit card and large
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> Bank accounts. But.... The decision is all yours."
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> Just then, a mutual friend enters the restaurant with a gorgeous
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> babe on his arm. "Who's that woman with Tony?" asks the wife.
"That's his mistress," says her husband.
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> "Ours is prettier," she replies.
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> restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman comes over to
>
> their table, gives the husband a big open-mouthed kiss, then says
>
> she'll see him later and walks away.
... The wife glares at her husband and says, "Who was that?"
"Oh," replies the husband, "she's my mistress."
> "Well, that's the last straw," says the wife. "I've had enough, I
>
> want a divorce!"
>
>
>
> "I can understand that," replies her husband, "but remember, if we
>
> get a divorce it will mean no more shopping trips to Paris , no more
>
> wintering in Barbados , no more summers in Tuscany , no more Jaguar
>
> in the garage and no more yacht club. No more credit card and large
>
> Bank accounts. But.... The decision is all yours."
>
>
>
> Just then, a mutual friend enters the restaurant with a gorgeous
>
> babe on his arm. "Who's that woman with Tony?" asks the wife.
"That's his mistress," says her husband.
>
>
>
> "Ours is prettier," she replies.