Au contraire! It seems as if ex-wife #2 is so happy to be rid of her daughter (Abby) that she will even tolerate her former meal ticket's new (younger, thinner, hotter) woman to pick her up without incident! Actually I called Sasquatch when I left CVS and tried to make a little funny about calling her later for additional directions... after all, I joked, I am the only person I know who has actually been lost in Ridgefarm! (A little V-county humor there.) Silence on the other end, then a few choked out pleasantries.... In the words of Sunny J's little sister: humor dies hard.
I arrived without incident- to find Abby and the new squeeze's kids in the front yard, but no sign of mom. I got out to help Abby get her stuff in my van, when from across the street walks Ms Pretty Princess herself, already 1/2 drunk and carrying two fresh beers in one hand. Seems she recently gotten screwed by her heating/air conditioning contractor for almost $900 and needed the beers to 'de-stress;' judging by her inebriated state, I would say the destressing had already begun earlier that day.
And will you allow me a single snarky moment to say DAYUM! Girl looks rode hard and put away wet. Rough in the face, broad-shouldered (with the giant fake boobs everyone- friend, foe, and barfly alike- in Western Indiana has seen on occasion!) and apple-shaped. Wrinkly knees, hatchet nose, and big-boned. THIS is what every man in the twin-county area has been supposedly panting after? I beg to differ- unless they were under the influence of a very strong pair of beer goggles. I dunno- I'm not a guy- but maybe she looks good in the dark. With lots of smoke. And alcohol.
More later.
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