A Polish man married an English girl.
Being in England for a year or so, although his english was far from perfect, they got along very well.
Until one day he rushed into a solicitors office and asked him if he could arrange a quickie divorce.
The solicitor said that the speed for getting a divorce would depend on the circumstances and asked him the following questions:
Solicitor - ''Have you any grounds?''
Pole - ''Ja Ja, an acre and a half and a nice little home with three bedrooms''.
Solicitor - ''No, I mean what is the foundation of this case?''
Pole - ''It is made of concrete, brick and mortar.''
Solicitor - ''Does either of you have a real grudge?''
Pole - ''No,'' he replied, ''We have a two car carport and have never really needed one.''
Solicitor - ''I mean what are your relations like?''
Pole - ''All my relations are in Poland.''
Solicitor - ''Is there any infidelity in your marriage?''
Pole - ''Yes - we have a hi fidelity stereo set and DVD player with 6.1 sound. We don't necessarily like the music, but the answer to your question is yes!''
Solicitor - ''No, I mean does your wife beat you up?''
Pole - ''No I'm always up before her.''
Solicitor - ''Is your wife a nagger?''
Pole - ''No, she is white.''
Solicitor - ''Why do you want this divorce?''
Pole - ''She going to kill me!''
Solicitor - ''What makes you think that?''
Pole - ''I got proof.''
Solicitor - ''What kind of proof?''
Pole - ''She going to poison me. She buy a bottle from the chemist and left it on the shelf in the bathroom. I can read and it says
POLISH REMOVER!''
Polish divorce
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Re: Polish divorce
lmfao lol that bit made me laughMervin wrote:A Polish man married an English girl.
Solicitor - ''Is your wife a nagger?''
Pole - ''No, she is white.''
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