A judge was interviewing an Alabama woman regarding her pending divorce and asked, “What are the grounds for your divorce?”
“About four acres and a nice little home in the middle of the property with a stream running by,” she replied.
The judge, trying to clarify, said, “No, I mean what is the foundation of this case?”
“It’s made of concrete, brick, and mortar,” she answered.
The judge took a deep breath and continued, “What are your relations like?”
“I have an aunt and uncle and 12 cousins living here in town, as well as my husband’s parents,” she said matter-of-factly.
Exasperated, the judge asked, “Do you have a real grudge?”
“No, we have a two-car carport, but we’ve never really needed one since we don’t own a car.”
“Please,” he tried again, “is there any infidelity in your marriage?”
“Yes, both my son and daughter have stereo sets. We don’t really like the music—too much hip hop and rap—but we can’t seem to do anything about it.”
“Ma’am, does your husband ever beat you up?” he inquired, hoping for a straightforward answer.
“Yes,” she replied. “He gets up every morning before I do and makes the coffee.”
Finally, in frustration, the judge asked, “Lady, why in the world do you want a divorce?”
“Oh, I don’t want a divorce,” she replied. “I’ve never wanted one; my husband does.
The darn fool says he can’t communicate with me!”