He demands a divorce in letter to wife – instantly regrets every word when he sees her brilliant reply

Some stories just go straight to your heart and in a world that can in turn seem grim, serious or boring, a funny anecdote is always welcome.

It has all the ingredients of an entertaining story — drama, revenge and an unexpected ending…

Dear wife,

You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex or anything�that connects us as husband & wife. Either you’re cheating on me or�you don’t love me anymore; whatever! the case, I’m gone.

Your EX-Husband

P.S. don’t try to find me. Your SISTER & I are moving away to West�Virginia together!
Have a great life!

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Dear Ex-Husband,

Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It’s true you�& I have been married for 7 years, although a good man is a far cry from�what you’ve been.

I watch my soaps so much because they drown out your constant whining &�griping. Too bad that doesn’t work.

I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the 1st thing that�came to mind was ‘You look just like a girl!’ Since my mother raised�me not to say anything if you can’t say something nice, I didn’t�comment.

And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused�with MY SISTER, because I stopped eating pork 7 years ago.�

About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the $49.99�price tag was still on them, & ; I prayed it was a coincidence that my�sister had just borrowed $50 from me that morning.

After all of this, I still loved you & felt we could work it�out. So when I hit the lotto for 10 million dollars, I quit my�job & bought us 2 tickets to Jamaica But when I got home you�were gone. Everything happens for a reason, I guess. I hope�you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that�the letter you wrote ensures you won’t get a dime from me. So take�care.

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