Sunday, 17 May 2009

A Redundant Banker’s Wife

A banker has just been made redundant. He takes his young and pretty wife (whom he married at a time when big bonuses were taken for granted) to a cheap pizza joint for dinner and asks her, ‘honey, you still love me, don't you?’

‘Of course, I do. I will always love you. And I will miss you too.’

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