The judge asked me to fill in an Answer. I told her I didn’t know what that meant.
I sat next to my lesbian friend whose wife is getting a face lift today. She started to fill in the document.
Then I wrote the Truth. The slumlord with the platinum blonde hair watched me cry, she must have had a facelift.
The Trial was set for April. My lesbian friend finally admitted she was getting a facelift in March. Maybe a problem?
Are you are confused as I am? Let this mark the day I officially give up. I don’t want to play anymore. Don’t talk to me.