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[Mar. 26th, 2010|08:17 am] |
[Screened from Evie]
They'll call it an overdose. Keep it hush-hush for the sake of the family reputation. In the papers, they'll recite the charities she's donated to and not the companies she's sued and ridiculed. Calling her a "great patron of society", they'll still squeeze every drop of gold they can get from her rotting body.
A lady, a socialite of Golden Hollywood, and a mother.
So passes the Great Dame-In-Law that Was a Pain the Ass, with her mate. I don't know enough of the father to elaborate but leave it to the papers to find some suiting bullshit.
Rest in peace. Your daughter will lead the End of Days by my side.
We'll come visit in Hell when the maggots lose their charm.
In the meantime, there's a Seat that's been vacant for too long.
( Evie ) |
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[Jan. 19th, 2010|11:19 am] |
[Screened from Evie]
The knot is tied and the bed is made.
Now that the wedding is over, I really don't see the point in having meddlesome in-laws.
( War ) |
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[Oct. 10th, 2009|04:26 pm] |
"---for they know not what they are doing." |
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[Oct. 5th, 2009|01:34 pm] |
Let me put this in a little simple game called Poker.
Three Kings rising, one of Spades missing from the deck.
A suicidal Jack, who comes and goes, still playing with the black and whites.
And an Ace (moi), who's very late for a lunch date with the fiancee.
Altogether, Three of a Kind.
Three of a Kind ranks below a Flush, people.
Reshuffle. Or get a new fucking deck. |
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