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 A man in Phoenix calls his son in New York the day before

 Thanksgiving and says,”I hate to ruin your day, but I

 have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing;

 forty-five years of misery is enough.

“Pop, what are you talking about?” the son

 screams. We can’t stand the sight of each other any

 longer,” the father says. “We’re sick of each

other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call

 your sister in Chicago and tell her.”

 Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the

 phone. “Like heck they’re getting divorced,”

 she shouts, “I’ll take care of this,”

She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father,

 ”You are NOT getting divorced. Don’t do a single

 thing until I get there. I’m calling my brother back,

and we’ll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t

 do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?” and hangs up.

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife.

 ”Okay,” he says, “they’re coming for

 Thanksgiving and paying their own way.”