A polish man moved to the USA and married an American girl. Although his English was far from perfect, they got along very well until 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 asked him the following questions:

Have you any grounds?

-Yes, an acre and half and nice little home.

No I mean what is the foundation of this case?

-It made of concrete

I don't think you understand. Do 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 are 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 am always up before her.

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, and it say:






"Polish Remover."