Say within six weeks, these happy lovers sent about seven hundred emails between themselves. This fact came to light as his wife literally sat down and counted them when she found out the inevitable. That's what I say, who counts email's goings and comings? Well, the next thing he knew, was that his scorned wife got on the phone to the his woman's husband and let the cat out of the bag.
Well, that life support switch was snatched even faster, in a matter of weeks, she pulled up roots to be move in with him in their new place. I said to him, dude you don't play and he replied, "Etta, life is too short, I am fifty years old, I have served my jail time, now I need to live for me"
