Today my sister had her divorce hearing. Very simple you see, just show up at the court house with the lawyer and a couple of witnesses that can vouch that she and the mongoon she married have been seperated for a year. I tried my best not to go. I never liked this person she married, even before she married him. Nor do I care for his family. Just my preference. I am pretty picky about people I befriend, especially in the real life scene. Anywho, to continue my babble, she insist that I go, knowing that 98% of the time, my mouth speaks before my brain has even thought about thinking. I am not one that cares who hears me speak my mind. It's my mind and by God, my fat ass can speak it whenever I choose. SO, I really went in the courtroom trying to be nice. I was even smiling. OK, it was a shit eating grin, but hey, it looked like a fucking smile. I sit through all of the bullshit until it's my turn to take the little stand. The judge ask me the questions, I answer. This should be the end. Is it? Of course not. For some unknown reason, mongoon took it upon himself to share with his lawyer a few of my not so great wifely qualities. And this cumquad lawyer decides to question me on them. Sis' lawyer objects, but of course before sweet MS. Judge can bounce her gavel, my mouth flew open. I proceeded to cuss mongoon, his lawyer, mongoon's family. And yes, I did admit that I wasn't Edith fucking Bunker in my marriage, but since I wasn't the one that was in the middle of a fucking divorce that I didn't see who I spread my legs for was relevant to this case. Mind you Ms. Judge has now began banging the gavel like a crazed carpenter. But Mary's temper has gone wild, and my mouth's hinges have flown the coop. Anywho, I think I used almost every slang word ever written and some that I have invented before I hear the dreaded words "CONTEMPT OF COURT"! Funny how those words ALMOST shut me up. SO to end this pointless rant of mine, I will tell you that I am now $500.00 poorer than I was before I begged not to testify in a stupid divorce hearing.
Sigh......OH well, at least I didn't have to take those fucked up anger mangement classes this time.
