Rivka Baumgarten tottered into a lawyer's office. "I vant
a divorce."
"A divorce?!?"
"You hoid me, sonny! A divorce."
"Mrs. Baumgarten. How old are you?"
"Ninety."
"And your husband?"
"Irving? Ninety-two next month."
"And how long have you been married?"
"Tomorrow, 70 years"
"Seventy years? Why ... why a divorce now?"
"Enough is enough."
a divorce."
"A divorce?!?"
"You hoid me, sonny! A divorce."
"Mrs. Baumgarten. How old are you?"
"Ninety."
"And your husband?"
"Irving? Ninety-two next month."
"And how long have you been married?"
"Tomorrow, 70 years"
"Seventy years? Why ... why a divorce now?"
"Enough is enough."
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