
Two high-society darlings are lounging on the wraparound porch of a mansion so grand it probably has its own zip code and a butler named Reginald.
The first woman sighs dreamily, “When my first baby arrived, my darling husband built this entire estate just for me.”
The second woman sips her iced tea and murmurs, “Well, isn’t that nice?”
“And when my second child popped out,” the first continues, gesturing to a fire-engine-red Ferrari gleaming in the driveway, “he surprised me with that.”
Again, the friend blinks slowly. “Well, isn’t that nice?”
Then, with a wrist flick that catches the sunlight (and possibly a few jealous stares), the first lady adds, “And when my third little bundle of joy arrived? He gifted me this exquisite diamond bracelet—flawless, of course.”
Her friend doesn’t miss a beat: “Well… isn’t that nice?”
Curious or perhaps just running out of patience the first woman finally asks, “So, what did your husband get you when your first child was born?”
The second woman sets down her glass with a serene smile. “Oh, he sent me to charm school.”
“Charm school?!” the first gasps, nearly spilling her rosé. “Good grief, why on earth would you need that?”
The second woman leans in, eyes twinkling.
“Oh, it’s terribly useful. For instance… instead of blurting out, ‘Who the hell cares?’ I now sweetly say…”
she pauses with perfect poise
“‘Well, isn’t that nice?’”
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