A husband and wife were having dinner at a very fine restaurant when
a stunning young woman comes over to their table, gives the husband a kiss, then says she'll see him later and walks away.
The wife glares at her husband and says, "Who was that?"<span class="text_exposed_show">
"Oh," replies the husband, "she's my mistress."</span></p><div class="text_exposed_show">
"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 Infiniti or Lexus in
the garage and no more yacht club. But the decision is yours."</p>
Just then, a mutual friend enters the restaurant with a gorgeous babe on
his arm. "Who's that woman with Jim?" asks the wife.
"That's his mistress," says her husband.</p>
"Ours is prettier," she replies.</p></div>
a stunning young woman comes over to their table, gives the husband a kiss, then says she'll see him later and walks away.
The wife glares at her husband and says, "Who was that?"<span class="text_exposed_show">
"Oh," replies the husband, "she's my mistress."</span></p><div class="text_exposed_show">
"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 Infiniti or Lexus in
the garage and no more yacht club. But the decision is yours."</p>
Just then, a mutual friend enters the restaurant with a gorgeous babe on
his arm. "Who's that woman with Jim?" asks the wife.
"That's his mistress," says her husband.</p>
"Ours is prettier," she replies.</p></div>
