A Tuesday To Remember

Your name isn’t on the deed! True that if the house would be sold in the future you would be entitled to 50% of the profit, but this isn’t considered your legal address. If I told the police that I would want you escorted off the property then that is what would happen. Then where would you live, in your car? You can’t go to a motel as I canceled all of your credit and bank cards about an hour ago.
Then she got really close to me looking straight into my eyes she continued, “One of those times when you squirted in me and then fell asleep, I got up and took a picture of each page in your password book. You really shouldn’t leave those things lying around, and I could ask you who in the hell Beth is, but I don’t really care.”
“Do you know the attorney in your office named Stillman? My father says he might work out as your replacement if it came to that. I might even think about him being your replacement as well, but I hope it doesn’t come to that. See even now I’d like to share my life with you, but I want to enjoy a little bit of the life I’m sharing. Now go ahead and check the bank and they will tell you that your cards are canceled, and I may or may not tell you what else I have planned for you.”
Well I did as I was told, but I would have any way. I logged on to the bank App and it was coming up as restricted. Well one credit company after another and each account was labeled suspended. Finally I called the bank and they told me that I could come in tomorrow to a branch and they would see me, my signature, and my thumb print and I could have the restriction on the account lifted. As I turned back to Deena I could see that she was all smiles, and then what she said really sealed the deal. Oh by the way, just in case you think that you might be able to wiggle out of this I have to tell you that I have already given my deposition and now everyone will know all our dirty little bedroom secrets.
I was totally shocked at hearing this and responded with, “How many where there? And what do you mean, all our dirty little bedroom secrets?”