A couple was driving quietly when the wife said, “John, after twenty years, I want a divorce.”
He stayed silent—then pressed the gas.
“I’ve been seeing your best friend, Tom. He’s better than you,” she added.
Still nothing. The car sped up.
“I’m taking the house, the car, everything!”
Now at 65 mph, she yelled, “Are you even listening?”
John smirked. “Sure. But I’ve got something you don’t.”
She frowned. “What’s that?”
“An airbag.”
Her face went pale. “You wouldn’t!”
“Try me,” he said.
Moments later, she caved. “Okay! Let’s talk!”
He slowed down, grinning. “Good choice. By the way—Tom told me your ‘affair’ was a test. I filled your perfume with vinegar.”
She gasped.
He chuckled. “Next time, just talk to me.”
From then on, their drives were slower—and a lot quieter. 😅
