Possessions
It's
3am, and the man is driving his brand new BMW M3 CSL down the N1 at 240km/h.
He's two minutes away from home when he sees a car on the side of the road, on
its roof, and flames all around.
There's
no one else in the area, his cell phone reception is dead, so he stops his car.
Sure enough, there's a beautiful woman in the car, but she's bleeding to death.
The guy reckons "screw it" and rushes home to fetch a blanket. He gets
back, puts the blanket on the back seat of his M3, and puts the woman on the
blanket. He then rushes her to the hospital.
Six
months she lies in the hospital, and he is with her every day and very night. He
donates blood to keep her alive. Eventually, she recovers fully, and they get
married.
Life
is cool for a few years, until one day she gets fed up and decides to leave him.
His love of money is obvious, and she feels like a trophy wife.
As
she comes down the stairs, struggling with her two suitcases, she reaches into
her pocket for the keys to the Jaguar. Sure enough, he stops her before she
reaches the door, and asks "What are you doing?" "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're not taking it
anywhere."
"Fine,"
she says, and throws the keys at him. "And those bulging suitcases? The
clothes you're wearing? Everything, I've paid for. They are my suitcases and my
clothes. You're not taking them any where."
"Fine,"
she says, and throws the suitcases at him. She strips down completely and throws
her clothes 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
whips out her tampon and says "I'll pay you back in monthly installments."