The nerve of that bitch.
Here's the latest in my little divorce saga:
She emails me today and asks if I could help her out with buying a house for her and her son. Basically she's asking for a little "extra money to round up her down payment for a new house in order to live in a good neighborhood." She also says "it would be good for my son, and he'll thank you for it when he grows up."
It's a much longer email than I'm posting on here, but you don't want to read the whole thing... basically it's her Hamster on STEROIDS running in overdrive.
Now, let's see here:
A) She cheated on me.
B) She treated me like shit.
C) And I FILED for fucking divorce!
D) I moved my shit out SO FAST she didn't know what hit her.
E) I've already banged 2 chicks and made out with 3 since I moved out.
F) I'm going to the fucking Philippines as a Man on a Mission, the mission being to bang a dozen tight Pinays!
Given all THAT, what in the hell makes her think that I'm going to give her some extra money to help get her in a nice cushy home where she could hop back on a part-time cock carousel while still having the ability to spoil the fuck out of her son????
She may be a female, but THIS is her JACKED UP Hamster right here!!!!!
ONLY TWO MORE WEEKS!!!!