The Best Part of Breaking Up

You walk over to the telephone and call your attorney. "Chuck?" you ask. "I need a divorce, and step on it."

A spokesman for your attorney replies, "We can have that ready in thirty minutes." You thank him and hang up.

"Well, well!" you tell your monotreme wife. "The delivery boy should be here any minute with some papers to grant us a divorce. How do you like them apples?"

Your wife begins to sob hysterically. "How can you think of only yourself at a time like this?" she wails.

Written by Joey Liverwurst

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