As you all know, Ive got this bastard husband right. Who left me like four years ago. NOt only left me, actually left me to rot. Penniless even. To the point where I couldnt even send the kids to school one week, cos I didnt have the money to buy the food for the lunches. See, my bastard husband, bless his lil heart, was all for family, thats why he did the runner and left us to starve while he was living it high on the hog *literally, the man is into pig hunting*, and we, his dear beloved wife and very own flesh and blood daughter, were two seconds away from starving. Theres my bastsard husband, makin his hundred grand a year in a job I freakin sourced for him and refusing to part with any of it .....and theres me with his pride and joy begging off anyone I can find in order to feed us.
Now...get this.......Now that im about to move in with my beloved ever so hot friend of 18 years ago, Ive morphed into the bitch who left Him and totally ruined HIS life!!! What the? How the fuck did that happen?
I could go on and on....i could. I just couldnt be assed.
Note to self....divorce, get one. KNow why? Cos no divorce is gonna be granted these days without plans having been put into place for the provision of the children of the marriage. Which includes financial arrangements. So, he is screwed. And thats just how I like him. Cos hes gonna have to pay up some money. Hell he's even gonna have to fess up hes been rippin the government off by deliberately not doing tax returns in order to get out of paying his 18% of a hundred grand for the last four years.
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".Now that im about to move in with my beloved ever so hot friend of 18 years ago"
ReplyDeleteYour had more moves than Boris Spassky !!
Ps. Hope it works out well
I know Gers, Ive become so adept at packing my stuff I can do it in my sleep, see, this is me at 4am, packin my stuff in my sleep.
ReplyDeletePs, he's sooo hhhhot.