Who would have thought that Haley moving out would bring me not one but two awesome adventures in a single day! After everything, I am going to need a long shower and a good night’s sleep!
After Stan screws with my memory, I’m pretty sure I was with a few dozen men (and kind of with Haley too?) But, I can’t remember all the damn details… so it doesn’t count. Right?
So the last week has been pretty hectic. Stan ran for, won (with some help from yours truly), and resigned his post as Deacon of our church. And I am pretty sure I ruined someone’s life in the process, but that’s ok. That smug bitch and her family had it coming. But I had a lot of fun doing it!
Sure, getting us exiled to Saudi Arabia was partially my fault for not babysitting Stan, but I had things to do. Besides, who says Arabs are sexually repressed?
Stan renounced our citizenship and brought home some bitch to be a more obedient wife. So, I thought I would show him with a song and dance of my own, but instead, I got a look at the Saudi legal system, and man do they know torture!