She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room
table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.
Then slowly, the house began to smell.
They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.
Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.
Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.
Nothing worked!!!
People stopped coming over to visit.
Repairmen refused to work in the house.
The maid quit.
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.
Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their
calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going.
He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that
she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce
settlement in exchange for getting the house.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10 the of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home........
And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the the curtain rods!
This story reminds me of my friend Alex. When we were teenagers he stuffed a handful of crawfish shells inside our other friend's dashboard to get revenge on him for something. It was the middle of Summer and after about two days, no one would get near his car. The stench would just about knock you down. Once he located the rotten crawfish, it literally took months for the smell to go away. He had to drive everywhere with the windows down.
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The fact that you know someone who had somthing similiar happen... makes this little ditty even funnier to me. There is nothing like rotting fish - it's worse then a rodent trapped in the walls. Gross, but true.
I used to take the neighbor's kids on hikes when I lived in Western NY. We'd hike along the river and the kids would be tempted to sneak critters home. About a week after one hike I was visiting and noticed a horrendous smell coming from under one of the kid's bed: she'd filled a sock with earthworms and left them under her bed.
Curtain Rods----priceless 
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Wicked story!
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