My wife and I were having a serious argument one morning.
Things were getting more heated by the minute, and finally I pointed toward the bedroom and said:
“Pack your things and…”
Before I could finish the sentence, her phone rang.
She answered, and since the call was on speaker, I could hear everything.
It was her father.
After exchanging a few greetings, he said:
“My daughter, I’ve transferred $1,000,000 into your bank account. Give your husband $500,000, and keep the other half for yourself.”
Then he added:
“I’m also sending one of my parked cars for you and your husband to use as the family car.”
After a few more words, they said goodbye and ended the call.
My wife slowly turned toward me, crossed her arms, and asked:
“You were saying I should pack my things and do what?”
I immediately smiled and replied:
“I SAID PACK YOUR THINGS AND GIVE THEM TO ME TO WASH …
I will iron them when light comes back.”
