WILL DADDY BE AT HOME WHEN WE GET BACK?
NO. I’M AFRAID HE WON’T, MARGARET. I SHOULD BE HONEST WITH YOU. IT’S NOT A BUSINESS TRIP. YOUR FATHER MET A STEWARDESS AND LET HIS LOINS GUIDE HIM RIGHT OUT OF OUR LIVES. THE FOOL. THE DAMNED FOOL.
WILL HE BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS?
NOT UNLESS HE WANTS TO GET HIS WORTHLESS, FILTHY LITTLE SCHMECKEL SLOWLY REMOVED WITH AN OYSTER KNIFE.
WHAT?
NOTHING DARLING. MOMMY’S JUST RAMBLING.
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