A Polish guy married a Canadian girl after he had been in Canada a year or so and, although his English was far from perfect, they got on very well until one day he rushed into a lawyer’s office and asked him if he could arrange a divorce for him – “very quick.”
The lawyer said that the speed of getting a divorce would depend on the circumstances and asked him the following questions:
Lawyer: Have you any grounds?
Pole: Ja, Ja, an acre and half.
Lawyer: Does your wife beat you up?
Pole: No, I always up before her.
Lawyer: Is your wife a nagger?
Pole: No, she white.
Lawyer: Why do you want this divorce?
Pole: She going to kill me.
Lawyer: What makes you think that?
Pole: I got proof.
Lawyer: What kind of proof?
Pole: She bought a bottle at the drug store, and put it on the shelf in bathroom. I can read – it said “Polish Remover.”