This is not a true story nor is it my usual style of blogging. I heard this story a while ago, and it made me chuckle. So... There was a woman sitting at a kitchen table of a newly furnished home eating caviar and prawns one last time as she packed the rest of her belongings. She glanced over at the picture on the mantle as she stood up and put a curtain rod back in place before walking out the door and taking her belongings with her. A week later her ex husband (the one in the picture with his new 22 year old girlfriend) calls her begging her to take the house back that he'd won in the divorce proceedings and complaining of a horrid smell that he can't get rid of. Smiling the woman agrees and goes back to the house with her things. The first thing she does when she gets there is removes the curtain rod, unscrews the end and takes out the prawn tails she'd placed in there while moving. Now you see why they say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned ;-)
