Well, at first I thought it was because she wasn't used to children. And she wasn't. Now, I know different. I'm frightened. Not for myself, but for my brothers. They cry and scream in their sleep, and I'm going to flip out. I demanded to talk to the judge that ordered this brilliant move, but they said I wasn't allowed. Fuck that. I'm writing a letter or something. I have her credit card numbers, passwords, all sorts of stuff. I'm gonna put up her email address and make some personal ads on the internet. Get her cell-phone number, etc. I'm a passive aggresive guy, but I'm reaching my boiling point. I'll give it another week before I flip out.
I do demand her reasoning, but she says she doesn't need to give me her reasons.
I'll figure out a plan soon enough. I heard that you shouldn't put cheese on a muffler.
Hmph.
Hybrid Mode
