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A Christmas Joke ~ It's Scottish

A man in Scotland calls his son in London the day before Christmas Eve 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". "Dad, 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 Leeds and tell her".

Frantically, 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 Scotland 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 she hangs up.

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife.
"Done! They're coming for Christmas - and they're paying their own way."


Friday Funnies is hosted by Kim
at Homesteader's Heart.


"Lang may yer lum reek"
Long may your chimney smoke (Scottish for may you live long & prosper!)

Comments

  1. LorenDecember 10, 2010 at 12:30 AM

    Oh boy they got them didn't they!! too cute!

    Happy Friday Mary! Love you

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  2. LisaShawDecember 10, 2010 at 6:56 AM

    Oh my Mary I confess I was a little nervous until the last paragraph (the punch line)...(smile) then I remembered you did say "joke" in your title (smile). That was funny!!!

    You are certainly the pile of smiles lady as every time I get over here I leave SMILING!

    I was off line for two weeks and just returned this week so I'm catching up with blogging friends. I pray that you and your family are doing well and had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I also wish for a beautiful Christmas for you and your family.

    Your LOAM is set to post after midnight tonight. I'm excited as I know it will bless MANY for Christ. I love you sister in Christ!~

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  3. Heather HartDecember 10, 2010 at 8:47 AM

    That was awesome!

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  4. Janet RoseDecember 10, 2010 at 11:23 AM

    So funny! Stopping by from Friday Funnies today.

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  5. AnonymousDecember 10, 2010 at 12:09 PM

    Too funny!

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  6. AnonymousDecember 10, 2010 at 12:14 PM

    Lol!!! That's a good one!

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  7. Rachel ReneeDecember 10, 2010 at 1:58 PM

    That's so funny and perfect!! :) Have a great Friday!

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  8. DeborahDecember 10, 2010 at 2:56 PM

    lol thats a good one!
    Im smiling..from ear to ear!

    Deborah xoxo

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  9. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartDecember 10, 2010 at 3:08 PM

    I love that. I used that but with Thanksgiving as the holiday. LOL! It cracks me up. I need to remember that for when my kids are grown and gone. HA!

    Have a fabulous day my friend.
    Kim

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  10. http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/December 10, 2010 at 5:26 PM

    HA!! Love that Mary!! :)

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  11. AnonymousDecember 10, 2010 at 9:13 PM

    So funny!!!
    Blessings,
    Bren

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  12. SharonDecember 11, 2010 at 11:43 PM

    Mary, this was so much fun! Both my grandmothers were born in Scotland, so my heart beats a little Scottish. Therefore, this lovely story really tickled my MacHeart!!

    Thanks for sharing.

    GOD BLESS!

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  13. lioneagleDecember 18, 2010 at 6:02 AM

    Hi Saleslady371 -

    Thank you...

    This is a hoot. Funny indeed

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