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June 5, 2003 @ 09:06 pm 🔗 Post Link

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separation agreement

separation agreement


‘Hey, girl, stop what you’re doin’!
Hey, girl, you’ll drive me to ruin.
I don’t know what it is that I like about you, but I like it a lot.
Won’t let me hold you, Let me feel your lovin’ charms.

Communication Breakdown, It’s always the same,
I’m having a nervous breakdown, Drive me insane!

Hey, girl, I got something I think you ought to know.
Hey, babe, I wanna tell you that I love you so.
I wanna hold you in my arms, yeah!
I’m never gonna let you go,’Cause I like your charms….’

My brain and body have gone to mush. Page and Plant to the rescue. I really should learn to relax and not jump to conclusion then perhaps I wouldn’t have to buy the big bottles of Advil. Sigh. Big Mouth strikes again.

Lawyers are funny

Amusing lines from my separation agreement:
‘neither party will molest, annoy, harass or in any way interfere with other…’ isn’t that the reason why we are breaking up?
‘no change whatsoever, even if it be material, profound, catastrophic or otherwise….’ Oh my!
‘the mutual covenants herein contained and the sum of $1.00 now payable from each of the parties to the other..’ Cha-ching!
‘there is no prospect of their resuming co-habitation’ Well duh.

Lawyer talk is funny.

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