This is definitely not the most enlightening way to deal with last Tuesday's results, but I respect the passion involved:

Fightin' Words

I received my Notice of Hearing date from Winnebago County today. Unfortunately, Admiral Dipshit left for Alaska without passing the Vital Statistics or Finding of Facts forms onward to me (me=person who will be physically present in court because I am not busy with the batbabies or pursuing some sort of weird identity crisis) which fucking sucks because I already paid for half of them (the forms, not batbabies). If I have to pay any attorney's fees, I'm going to be forced to quit school, 'cause $60 just doesn't cut it.

Thus, in conclusion, I hope their children turn out athletic and God-fearing and listen to lots and lots of Shania Twain.