Long story short, I lost a good friend today. Thirty years of friendship gone because of his B-movie horror film wife. I'll not go into particulars only because the vindictive bitch seems to enjoy lawsuits and I sure as hell would hate to see her in court, the B-movie actor's best friend said sarcastically. I'm venting, really, and I have no reason to do a play-by-play of this mess of a day. At the end of it all, I no longer have who had been one of my closest buddies, because I cannot stomach what his wife involved herself with earlier today. But for those of you who wish to comment, I do indeed have an illustration of a unicorn pissing rainbows...Wayne
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Sorry. (Is she really a B-movie horror film wife? Or is that your take on her?)
I hate lawyers. No. Really. I really do hate them.
The next time I need to hire a lawyer, I won't. I'll just beat someone to death. The consequences can't be any worse than duking it out in court.
Sorry to hear it.
Lines from "Out of Africa":
"You wouldn't lose a good friend over a lost book would you?"
"No, but he has."
Anyway, I hate it when insignificant-others come between good friends. :-p Hopefully things might patch up eventually, sometimes they do.
Wow. Sorry to hear this. Not a pleasant turn of events. LIke George Thorogood said, "I don't know, man, she's kinda funny."
Dude.
Dark, enigmatic post.
Pain, glistening raw.
Ouch.
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