Thanksgiving Divorce

 A man in  Jacksonville calls his son in San Diego the day before
 Thanksgiving and says, 'I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell
 you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery
 is enough.

 'Pop, what are you talking about?' the son screams. We can't
stand the sight of each other any longer,' the father says. 'We're sick
of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in
 Denver and tell her.'

 Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. 'Like
 heck they're getting divorced,' she shouts, 'I'll take care of this,'

 She calls  Jacksonville immediately, and screams at her father, 'You
 are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there.
 I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow.
 Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?' and hangs up.

 The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. 'Okay,' he
says, 'they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way.'