A Rich Dude And His Wife Were Having Dinner
A rich dude and his wife were having dinner at a fancy joint.
This absolutely stunning young woman comes over to the table,
gives the husband a big open-mouthed kiss, then says she’ll see him later and walks away.
The wife glares at him: “Who the hell was that?
“Oh”, replies the husband casually, “She’s my mistress.”
“Why you son of a bitch, that’s the last straw,” says the wife.
“I’m done with you, I want a divorce!”
“I can understand that,” he sez, “but remember,
divorce means no more shopping trips to Paris, no more wintering in Barbados,
no more summers in Tuscany, no more new Jaguars in the garage at Christmas and no more yacht club.
But, the decision is yours, my dear.”
At that moment, George, a friend of the husband, shows up at the same restaurant with a gorgeous blonde babe on his arm.
“Who’s that woman with George?” demands the wife.
“That’s his mistress,” says her husband.
“Ours is prettier”, she replies.
