>A Polish man married a Canadian girl after he had been in Canada a year
>so and, although his English was far from perfect, they got on very
>well. Until one day he rushed into a lawyer's office and asked him if
>he could arrange a divorce for him-"very quick."
>The lawyer said that the speed of getting a divorce would depend on
>the circumstances and asked him The following questions:
>LAWYER: Have you any grounds?
>POLE: JA, JA, an acre and half and a nice little home with 3 bedrooms.
>LAWYER "No," I mean what is the foundation of this case?"
>POLE: "It is made of concrete, brick and mortar," he responded.
>LAWYER: "Does either of you have a real grudge?"
>POLE: "No," he replied, "We have a two-car carport and have never
>really needed one."
LAWYER "I mean, What are your relations like?"
>POLE: "All my relations are in Poland."
>LAWYER: "Is there any infidelity in your marriage?"
>POLE: "Yes, we have hi fidelity stereo set & DVD player with 6.1 sound. We
>don't necessarily like the music, but the answer to your questions is yes."
>LAWYER: No, I mean does your wife beat you up?
>POLE: NO, I'm always up before her.
>LAWYER: Is your wife a nagger?
>POLE: No, she white.
>LAWYER: Why do you want this divorce?
>POLE: She going to kill me.
>LAWYER: What makes you think that?
>POLE: I got proof.
>LAWYER: What kind of proof?
>POLE: She going to poison me. She buy a bottle at the drug store and put
>on shelf in bathroom.
>I can read -- it says, "Polish Remover."
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