A recently divorced cowboy, who was wearing new, ill-fitting boots that he’d bought on sale, met an old friend at a singles party. While they were sitting down, sampling the pot luck, the friend heard the story of the breakup and asked, “Why did you divorce her? Mary was pretty and we all knew she was a good cook and housekeeper. Did she step out on you?”
“No, I can’t give you a reason,” he said to his pal, as he removed his boots and gave a sigh of relief. “Maybe she was like these boots: fine-looking, loyal, and a good worker, but to look at them you couldn’t tell how much they hurt me.”
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