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 could depend on the circumstances. He asked the polish man 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. Does either of you have a real grudge? No, we have a 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 always up before her.
Is your wife a nagger? No, she white.
Why do you want this divorce? She is going to kill me.
What makes you think that? I got proof.
What kind of proof? She is going to poison me. She bought a bottle at drugstore and put on shelf in Bathroom. I can read, and it says:
"Polish Remover"

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