Dear Abby: I Hate My Friend's Husband

[Gita]

What should I do about these feelings that make me want to reach across the miles, whole states even, rip out his liver and feed it to him with fava beans?

Abby, it would be wrong  to commit mayhem on another human being, mainly because I'd get caught and put away in the Julia Tutwiler Prison for Women, an awful place that smells like the walls were painted with boiled cabbage.

This man, Abby, is so undeserving of my beautiful, smart, accomplished friend.
Part of my rage is that he keeps her away from me (and some of her other friends, as well) through manipulation.

Abby, carrying this anger around is not good for me, so how can I become detached?

 

Dear Angry: Fuck detachment and contact my guy who knows a guy who could put the husband out of commission for weeks, even months, for a very fair price.

 

 

 

[Mike Handley]

Maybe living so far apart is a good thing?

For him.

[Andre DeCuir]

Great ending!Q

[Cita]

Grin. 

[Angela]

Like Teresa, I think the tag is great.  The six is great, too.  The Tutwiler is a bitch (is that some kind of awful pun?), and I wouldn't want to see you there, so watch your step.

[Teresa]

Sounds like a helpful contact.  Share, will ya?  I LOVE the tag.

[Stephen Torelli]

I see that Abby has moved to Bensonhurst, Brooklyn and probably resides on Christopher Columbus Avenue. Great tale, Gita.  

[Paul de Denus]

boy, Abby has changed hasn't she? but I get it. Now what's that phone number?