An elderly man in Adelaide calls his son in Sydney and
says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your
mother and I are divorcing;
forty-five years of misery is enough."

"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.

"We can't stand the sight of each other any longer,"
the old man says.
"We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking
about this, so you call your sister in Brisbane and tell her,"
and he hangs up.

Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on
the phone.

"Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts,
"I'll take care of this."

She calls her dad immediately, and screams at the old
man, "You are NOT getting divorced!
Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my
brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until
then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife.

"Okay," he says, "They're coming for Christmas and
paying their own airfares."

 

Crafty old bugger

 

Heh heh. Sneaky guy.