I’ll admit that after the She Devil left me for Good Christian Bob Gobar (while still fucking the married Deacon of Elmhurst Baptist Church Howard Boyd) karma bit her in the ass (Bob dumped her the week after I cleaned out the apartment so she would have nowhere to go) and she was working part time at Orange Julius. She could hardly see over the counter she was so short and many people were not nice. I enjoyed sauntering in and ordering me a Julius and watching her suffer for fucking me over. She has Misery Debt to pay. I’m hoping for a long nursing home stay that depletes all her assets leaving The Ingrate squat for inheritance. Like everything else I’ve prayed to God for, this prayer will remain unfulfilled.
Putting in a pretty model isn’t hurting any
I had never been to Catalina Island before going with the Plaintiff a couple of times. It was “our” place and I really dug going there. I’d like to take Marie there but I don’t know how pet friendly Avalon is and come to think if it, I don’t recall seeing anyone with a dog. Maybe when we are in between dogs we may take a boat ride.
Now THIS is a weekend car