Message-ID: <29924228.1075842264798.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Fri, 6 Apr 2001 01:23:00 -0700 (PDT) From: nbutler@susmangodfrey.com To: dan.j.hyvl@enron.com Subject: FW: The Mistress Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ANSI_X3.4-1968 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: Noel Butler X-To: "'Dan.J.Hyvl@enron.com'" X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \Dan_Hyvl_Dec2000_June2001\Notes Folders\Miscellaneous X-Origin: HYVL-D X-FileName: dhyvl.nsf ? -----Original Message----- From: Robert L. Dittert [mailto:rld@swmedmgt.com] Sent: Thursday, April 05, 2001 6:14 PM To: Jeff Watkins (E-mail); Noel Butler; Veronica Dittert (E-mail) Subject: FW: The Mistress ? -----Original Message----- From: Dee Koehler [mailto:djk@fittsroberts.com] Sent: Thursday, April 05, 2001 4:27 PM To: Linda Frieda; Mary Freeman; Kelly J. Hunter; Kathy Gibson; rld@swmedmgt.com; steph (E-mail); kdfruia@ev1.net Subject: FW: The Mistress ? ? ? A husband and wife were having dinner at a very fine restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman came over to their table, gave the husband a big open-mouthed kiss, said she'd see him later, and walked away. The wife glared at her husband and said, "Who the hell ?was ?that?" "Oh," replied the husband, "she's my mistress." "Well, that's the last straw," said the wife. "I've had enough, and I want a divorce!" "I can understand that," replied her husband, "but remember, if we get a divorce it will mean no more shopping trips to Paris, no more wintering in Barbados, no more summers in Tuscany, no more Infiniti or Lexus in the garage, and no more yacht club. But the decision is yours." Just then, a mutual friend entered the restaurant with a gorgeous babe on his ?arm. "Who's that woman with Jim?" asked the wife. "That's his mistress," said her husband. "Ours is prettier," she replied. Message-ID: <99.12b6efc0.27f4e660@aol.com> From: DHSJAVA@aol.com To: leeasher@swbell.net, the_meter@email.msn.com, rgump@intercession.net, mek519@excite.com, CarylMKeys@email.msn.com, blanford1@worldnet.att.net, RIKCAL@aol.com, pcnay@yahoo.com, Amcpayne@aol.com, JPierce247@aol.com, REED06503@aol.com, srosenthal8@home.com, Jhsheltonn@aol.com, JSmallee@aol.com, esjava@email.msn.com, DSJAVA@aol.com, Cynthiathompson@earthlink.net, thekak@webtv.net, Glory560@aol.com, Seanijet@cs.com Subject: The Mistress Date: Thu, 29 Mar 2001 14:26:24 -0500 MIME-Version: 1.0 X-Mailer: Internet Mail Service (5.5.2650.21) Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----_=_NextPart_003_01C0BE9C.CEDEAFD0" A husband and wife were having dinner at a very fine ?restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman came over to ?their table, gave the husband a big open-mouthed kiss, said she'd see him later, and walked away. The wife glared at her husband and said, "Who the hell? was? that?" "Oh," replied the husband, "she's my mistress." ?"Well, that's the last straw," said the wife. "I've had enough, and I want a divorce!" "I can understand that," replied her husband, "but remember, if we get a divorce it will mean no more shopping trips to Paris, no more wintering in Barbados, no more summers in Tuscany, no more Infiniti or Lexus in the garage, and no more yacht ?club. But the decision is yours." Just then, a mutual friend entered the restaurant with a gorgeous babe on his? arm. "Who's that woman with Jim?" asked the wife. ?"That's his mistress," said her husband. ?"Ours is prettier," she replied.