OK here's a Thanksgiving joke I heard last week:
A man in Phoenix calls his son in New York two days before Thanksgiving 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 this misery is enough.
' Pop, what are you talking about?!!? ', the son screams.
We can't stand the sight of each other any longer, ' the father says.
'We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her. '
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 Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, ' 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 Thanksgiving and paying their own way'.
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