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Apr 27, 06
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Story / Joke .... Payback's a biiiatch!
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay. When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything; cleaning and mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days. In the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit... Repairmen refused to work in the house... The maid quit... Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and eventually, even the local Realtors refused to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place. The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back... Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth... but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed, and within the hour, his lawyers delivered the paperwork. A week later, the man and his new girlfriend stood smirking as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home... Including the curtain rods. 
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Apr 27, 06
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hahaha awesome
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Apr 30, 06
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Hahaha so funny, smart woman
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Apr 30, 06
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fuckin rights.
smart lady.
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Apr 30, 06
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Along those lines...
A buddy of mine was working as a manager at a waterside bar @ Ontario Place (T.O.). Dude pulls up to the fence in a motor-boat, ties off, and jumps the fence into the bar and heads towards the grounds. My buddy yells at him, "Hey! You _can't_ moor here! And, judging by the American flag you're flying, you have to moor at the Gov't dock and go through customs!" Dude just smirks and says, "Sue me!", and carries on. "Right.", thinks me mate. He goes out in the park and talks to his mate who runs a popcorn booth. He gets one of those industrial-sized, pre-popped garbage-bag-full bags o' popcorn and proceeds to dump it ALL OVER the Yank's boat! Within seconds, it was a shit-hawk riot! Birds, and the accompanying shit, EVERYWHERE!!! Pure poetry! Frosty (you can't _WRITE_ shit like that!)
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May 01, 06
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great story, too bad in reality the smell would only last for about a week or two at the most before the process of decomposition ran its course and all that would be left would be dessicated bits with no discernable smell....still, good story.
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