A Polish man moved to the USA and married an American girl. Although his English was far from perfect, they got along very well until one day he rushed into a lawyer's office and asked him if he could arrange a divorce. Have you any grounds? Yes, an acre and a half, a nice little home. No, I mean what is the foundation of this case? It is made of concrete. I don't think you understand. Does either of you have a grudge? No, we have a carport, and not need one. I mean, what are your relations like? All my relations still in Poland. Is there any infidelity in your marriage? We have hi-fidelity stereo and good DVD player. Does your wife beat you up? No, I always up before her. Is your wife a nagger? No, she white. Why do you want this divorce? She is going to kill me. What makes you think that? I got proof. What kind of proof? She is going to poison me. She bought a bottle at a drugstore and put it on shelf in bathroom. I can read, and it says 'Polish Remover' -DS
