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October 17, 2005

D: Custody Battle

I light up, my hands still shaking. He’s talking but my ears have blocked him out. How? How could she do this to me? This shyster, this shark, this crook that she's sleeping with who comes into my house and stands in my kitchen and hands me papers signed by my wife. Ex-wife! God-damned ex-wife.

How did it get to this? She takes half the money, half the house, half of the possessions, and now one of my lungs?

Visitation rights? I'll give her visitation rights. I light up another three and jam them all in my mouth at once.

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Comments

Excellent rant!

Posted by: Laurence Simon at October 17, 2005 8:45 AM · Permalink