Dear Abby

[Jack]

Dear Abby,

My husband is a liar and a cheat. He has cheated on me from the beginning, and when I confront him, he denies everything.
What's worse, everyone knows that he cheats on me. It is so humiliating. Also, since he lost his job 14 years ago, he hasn't
even looked for a new one. All he does all day is smoke cigars, cruise around and shoot the bull with his buddies, while I have
to work to pay the bills. Since our daughter went away to college he doesn't even pretend to like me, and even hints that I
may be a lesbian.

What should I do?

Signed: Clueless


Dear Clueless:

Grow up and dump him. You don't need him anymore! Good grief woman, you're running for President of the United States.

 

[Doug S.]

A "modified" version of one of the verses from John Prine's "Dear Abby":

"Dear Abby, Dear Abby, well who would have thought
That me and my intern would ever get caught.
We were up in my Office, just shooting the breeze.
Her hair in my hands, my pants to my knees."

While it's not as specific to a situation or person, if you'd like to hear Prine's original song, here's a link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4mqDsuhnnRk

Cheers!

Doug

 

[Jack]

NEAT! Thanks Doug.