"-and I quote," a tired smile comes to the older man's face, "'a Jezebel who, in her desire for surpassing all others, has not only put to shame the famed ladies of the night familiar to the most depraved corners of cities from Paris to Gomorrah, but as well as the religiously sanctioned priestesses from the life of Gilgamesh, her tartliness transcends the centuries—the bitch is a whore.'"
"Now that's enough," he remembers that exchange with a tender touch of his forehead, for after listening to such a clever description of the ‘open sign’ that was, as alleged by her soon to be ex-husband, affixed between her legs, she swiftly, and squarely, chucked one of those heavy legal tomes expensive lawyers keep near them to give them importance, and for defense from disgruntled clients/opponents, right at his face. He got a corner in the forehead, to which he verbally rebuked, to the judge, 'and she hits me,' smiling while clutching his head.
--"I seem to remember some little smartass clapping and cheering her."
"Hey I've told you, I was applauding the whole scene, I never thought watching you two actually going through a divorce would be so entertaining," Claude gets up off the couch to grab an apple from the fridge, continuing with his speech partially obstructed by delicious fruit, "and so quotable, I mean admit it, did you two devils rehearse beforehand? I won't tell a soul."
Jerry isn't Claude’s actual father. Jeremy Cahill married Claude’s mother, Karen Visetto, shortly after the young boy turned 12. Of course Jerry had considered getting some herpes just so Karen would get half of that too.
"Now that's enough," he remembers that exchange with a tender touch of his forehead, for after listening to such a clever description of the ‘open sign’ that was, as alleged by her soon to be ex-husband, affixed between her legs, she swiftly, and squarely, chucked one of those heavy legal tomes expensive lawyers keep near them to give them importance, and for defense from disgruntled clients/opponents, right at his face. He got a corner in the forehead, to which he verbally rebuked, to the judge, 'and she hits me,' smiling while clutching his head.
--"I seem to remember some little smartass clapping and cheering her."
"Hey I've told you, I was applauding the whole scene, I never thought watching you two actually going through a divorce would be so entertaining," Claude gets up off the couch to grab an apple from the fridge, continuing with his speech partially obstructed by delicious fruit, "and so quotable, I mean admit it, did you two devils rehearse beforehand? I won't tell a soul."
Jerry isn't Claude’s actual father. Jeremy Cahill married Claude’s mother, Karen Visetto, shortly after the young boy turned 12. Of course Jerry had considered getting some herpes just so Karen would get half of that too.
