> A married couple is driving along a highway doing a steady 40 miles
> per> hour.
>
> The wife is behind the wheel, Her husband suddenly looks across at her
> and> speaks in a clear voice.
>
> "I know we've been married for twenty years, but I want a divorce."
>
> The wife says nothing, keeps looking at the road ahead but slowly
> increases her speed to 45mph.
>
> The husband speaks again. "I don't want you to try and talk me out of
> it," he says, "because I've been having an affair with your best
> friend, and she's a far better lover than you are."
>
> Again the wife stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more tightly
> and slowly increases the speed to 55.
>
> He pushes his luck. "I want the house," he says insistently..
>
> Up to 60.
>
> "I want the car, too," he continues.
>
> 65 mph.
>
> "And," he says, "I'll have the bank accounts, all the credit cards and
> the boat!"
>
> The car slowly starts veering towards a massive concrete bridge.
>
> This makes him nervous, so he asks her, "Isn't there anything you
> want?"
>
> The wife at last replies in a quiet and controlled voice. "No, I've
> got everything I need," she says.
>
> "Oh, really," he inquires, "so what have you got?" Just before they
> slam into the wall at 65 mph,
>
> the wife turns to him and smiles.
>
> "The airbag."
>
> Moral of the Story: Women are clever bitches. Don't mess with them
> per> hour.
>
> The wife is behind the wheel, Her husband suddenly looks across at her
> and> speaks in a clear voice.
>
> "I know we've been married for twenty years, but I want a divorce."
>
> The wife says nothing, keeps looking at the road ahead but slowly
> increases her speed to 45mph.
>
> The husband speaks again. "I don't want you to try and talk me out of
> it," he says, "because I've been having an affair with your best
> friend, and she's a far better lover than you are."
>
> Again the wife stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more tightly
> and slowly increases the speed to 55.
>
> He pushes his luck. "I want the house," he says insistently..
>
> Up to 60.
>
> "I want the car, too," he continues.
>
> 65 mph.
>
> "And," he says, "I'll have the bank accounts, all the credit cards and
> the boat!"
>
> The car slowly starts veering towards a massive concrete bridge.
>
> This makes him nervous, so he asks her, "Isn't there anything you
> want?"
>
> The wife at last replies in a quiet and controlled voice. "No, I've
> got everything I need," she says.
>
> "Oh, really," he inquires, "so what have you got?" Just before they
> slam into the wall at 65 mph,
>
> the wife turns to him and smiles.
>
> "The airbag."
>
> Moral of the Story: Women are clever bitches. Don't mess with them
