A man is driving home from work when he sees a car on the side of the
road, on its roof, and flames all around. He stops his car and walks
over to the wreck. Inside is a beautiful woman in the car who's bleeding
to death, so he rushes her to the hospital.
Six months she lies in the hospital, and he is with her everyday and
every night. He donated blood regularly to keep her alive.
Eventually,
she recovers fully, and they get married.
Life is good for a few years, until one day she gets fed up and decides
to leave him. He only loves money, and she knows she is just a trophy
wife. She comes down the stairs, struggling with her two suitcases,
reaching into her pocket for the keys to the Jaguar, "I'm leaving you,"
she says.
"Oh really, and how are you going to leave? The keys in your hand are
for the Jaguar I paid for. It's my car. You are not taking it anywhere."
"Fine," she says, and throws the keys at him.
"And those bulging suitcases, the clothes you are wearing, everything
I've paid for. They are my suitcases and my clothes. You're not taking
them anywhere." "Fine," she says, throws the suitcases at him, strips
off her clothes and throws them at him, too.
"And the blood in your body, I sat with you for six months in the
hospital. You know half of the blood is mine. You're not going
anywhere."
She quickly pulled out her tampon, threw it in his face and said..."I'll
pay you back in monthly installments."
