My Dear husband,

I'm writing this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you. I've been a good wife to you for the last 20 years and I have nothing to show for it. The last two weeks have been hell.

Your boss called to tell me that you left your job today, which was the last straw.

Last week, you came home and didn't even notice I had a new hairstyle, had cooked your favourite meal and even wore a brand new nightie. You ate in 2 minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching your TV soaps.

You don't tell me you love me any more; you don't want sex or anything that connects us as husband and wife.

Either you're cheating on me or you don't love me any more. Whatever the case, I'm gone.

Your EX-Wife

P.S. Don't try to find me. Your BROTHER & I are moving to New Zealand together! Have a great life!

REPLY:

Dear Ex-wife,

Nothing could have made my day more than receiving your letter.

It's true you and I have been married for 20 years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you've been.

I watch TV soaps so much because they drown out your constant whining and bitching. Too bad that doesn't work any more.

I DID notice when you got a hair do last week, but the first thing that came to mind was 'You look just like a boy!'

Since my father 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 got me confused with MY BROTHER because I haven't eaten prawns for 7 years.

About the new nightie: I turned away from you because the £299.99 price tag was still on it, and I prayed it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed £300 from me that morning.

After all of this, I still loved you and felt we could work it out. So, when

I won the £20 million Lotto on Saturday, I quit my job and bought 2 first-class tickets for us for a world cruise. But when I got home you were gone.

Everything happens for a reason, I guess. I hope you find the fulfilling life you always wanted.

My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures you won't get a penny from me.

So take care.

Your Ex-Husband, Rich as Hell and Free!

P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my brother Carl was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem.

Can you translate that to Thai?

This is a classic you should publish and put up in every internet cafe` for the fake Thai brides to read and learn