Payment due?
Hello, Bill?
Are you there?
This is your wife
You remember the one who cooked your meals, did your laundry, raised your child for all those years.
I’m the one with the big boobs and the foolish notion you ought to be loyal to me.
You’re payments are late
Don’t give me any excuses about you’re being short this mouth.
I’m sure you pay your bookie and your bar tab on time.
Don’t groan.
You know it’s true.
You also know I have bills of my own to pay.
So you’d better deliver or I’ll have you in court again.
After all, she’s your daughter, too.
And she spends like you as if that’s only trait she inherited.
This is the last time I’m going to call.
I have my lawyer’s number right here, and you know how much pleasure he gets from this after all you put him through in high school
He would like nothing better than to see you in jail.
Bill? Do you hear me?
Call me.
You have my number.
You’d better have my money, too.