Family. What would we do without them?
An old woodie in Brisbane called his son in Canberra and said " Peter. I hate to have to tell you this son, but your mother and I are getting a divorce. Forty five years of missery is enough."
The son yelled "Geeez Dad, what are you talking about ? You can't divorce Mum !!"
The Father said" We can't stand the sight of one another any longer. We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about it, so you call your sister in Sydney and tell her about it."
Frantic, the son phoned his sister in Sydney and told her the story. She exploded and said to her brother "No way are they getting divorced. I'll take care of this."
She telephoned her father in Brisbane and screamed at her father " You're not getting divorced at this stage of your life. Don't you do a thing until Peter and I get there. Don't do a thing. DO YOU HEAR ME ??" Then she hung up.
The old man hung up the phone and turns to his wife and says "OK. They're coming for Christmas and they're paying their own way." <!-- google_ad_section_end --><!--IBF.ATTACHMENT_702238-->
