Holy fuck, DJ, that's insane.
Isn't it? When she first said, "My ex-husband poisoned me," I thought it was hyperbole, like he was a really shitty cook or unsanitary or something. Nope. She meant as in actual attempted murder-or at least keeping her sick enough that she couldn't keep an eye on the business or go to law school.
DJ, that is so scary. Is she pressing charges or anything? That dude needs to go down. Plus he'll do it again to some other poor woman!
I have an odd job. A 6' tall Mr. Potato Head just walked into the room.
I'm mad impressed.
I was too!
It's funny. Lately I do things like that without thinking and then startle myself. Like the day executed a shoulder high bug with my foot, or how I look down and realize I've crossed my legs... I've
never
been a leg crosser. Never.
DJ, that is so scary. Is she pressing charges or anything? That dude needs to go down. Plus he'll do it again to some other poor woman!
She said it was turned over to the state, but there's really no evidence left after 2 years. The new girlfriend doesn't have any family money, so I'm not sure if she has much to worry about.
I have an odd job. A 6' tall Mr. Potato Head just walked into the room.
::covets ND's job::
6' tall Lara Croft figure
Dude, seriously? That's one big desk.
Edited.
Rex, Slinky Dog, and Hamm just walked in too.
I knew I had the wrong job before, but ND's posts have made it clear I REALLY have the wrong job.