Post by michaelgiry on Sept 26, 2007 6:36:23 GMT 9.5
You can guess what prompted this...
The movie had let out only minutes before, but the brigade of women that left would be talking about it for sometime. The first to speak was a women that looked to be in her late forties, early fifties, with blonde-hair that was short and neatly hung around her shoulders. "Well, that sure did bring back some memories of when Stephen was running around on me, wretched old bastard."
The woman next to her was younger and had longer blonde hair that also hung loose. "Well, at least it was just one women. My Jack was running around with god knows how many women."
"Oh? What did you do?"
"Kneed him, told him to get lost because I was done." She nodded and smirked at the thought, remembering the feeling of sweet sweet revenge.
"I killed my husband."
The two women looked at the third next to them. "Yep. Stabbed him. See, aside from running around on me, he was beating me."
"Oh now that's uncalled for!"
"Here here. We give to this ungreatful men and how do they repay us?"
"With sluts and prostitutes."
"One night stand but still devastating results."
The four sighed.
"Yeah." The burnette that had killed her husband lit a cigarette. She looked at the poster. "Wah-wah. Strange as hell."
"But so accurate" said the first women.
"Yeah."
"Well best be off."
"All right, Ingrid. Take care now."
"You too, Sarah."
"Night, Ronnie."
"Night Julia. Same time next week.?"
"Wouldn't miss it."
With that, the four women: Ingrid, Sarah, Veronica, and Julia all went on their seperate ways.
I know I know-it sucks. But oh well. I was bored and liked the idea. I'll come up with a real fanfic for it later.
The movie had let out only minutes before, but the brigade of women that left would be talking about it for sometime. The first to speak was a women that looked to be in her late forties, early fifties, with blonde-hair that was short and neatly hung around her shoulders. "Well, that sure did bring back some memories of when Stephen was running around on me, wretched old bastard."
The woman next to her was younger and had longer blonde hair that also hung loose. "Well, at least it was just one women. My Jack was running around with god knows how many women."
"Oh? What did you do?"
"Kneed him, told him to get lost because I was done." She nodded and smirked at the thought, remembering the feeling of sweet sweet revenge.
"I killed my husband."
The two women looked at the third next to them. "Yep. Stabbed him. See, aside from running around on me, he was beating me."
"Oh now that's uncalled for!"
"Here here. We give to this ungreatful men and how do they repay us?"
"With sluts and prostitutes."
"One night stand but still devastating results."
The four sighed.
"Yeah." The burnette that had killed her husband lit a cigarette. She looked at the poster. "Wah-wah. Strange as hell."
"But so accurate" said the first women.
"Yeah."
"Well best be off."
"All right, Ingrid. Take care now."
"You too, Sarah."
"Night, Ronnie."
"Night Julia. Same time next week.?"
"Wouldn't miss it."
With that, the four women: Ingrid, Sarah, Veronica, and Julia all went on their seperate ways.
I know I know-it sucks. But oh well. I was bored and liked the idea. I'll come up with a real fanfic for it later.
