A Polish man moved to the USA and married an American girl. Although his English was far from perfect, they got along very well. One day he rushed into a lawyer's office and asked him if he could arrange a divorce for him. The lawyer said that getting a divorce would depend on the circumstances, and this conversation ensued: "Have you any grounds?" Yes, an acre and half and nice little home. "No, I mean what is the foundation of this case?" It's made of concrete. "I don' think you understand. Does either of you have a real grudge?" No, we have carport, and not need one. "I mean what are your relations like?" All my relations still in Poland . " Is there any infidelity in your marriage?" We have hi-fidelity stereo and good DVD player. "Does your wife beat you up?" No, I'm always up before her each morning. "Is your wife a nagger?" No, she white. "Why do you want this divorce?" She going to kill me. "What makes you think that?" I got proof. "What kind of proof?" She going to poison me. She buy a bottle at drugstore and put on shelf in bathroom. I can read English pretty good, and it say: POLISH REMOVER
