THE LAST WORD
A married couple is driving along a highway doing a steady forty
miles per hour. The wife is behind the wheel. Her husband
suddenly looks across at her and speaks in a clear voice.
"Darling," he says. "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 45 mph.
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 goes the speed to 60.
"I want the car, too," he continues. The speed is now 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 flyover.
This makes him a wee bit 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 80 mph, the wife turns to him
and smiles. "The airbag."