Not serious, but ongoing fascination....dancing on a crowded dance floor next to my ex while hiding a small syringe of anectine in my pocket, then (oh, my!) accidentally bumping into him and injecting him with an almost lethal dose while crying "Somebody help...call 911" all the while his eyes opened wide, unable to breathe...making him listen to all the things I've been holding back for years...watching him suffer, knowing that he hears me....Just joking, guys!
Seriously....getting my ex-husband on there to have the good ole doc confront him about not paying his child support for 12 years.....and how sweet, forgiving me was fool enough to sign a release to forgive the debt after both the kids turned 21. (Ex #2...by my choice)
