For 25 years, all "The Princess" has done is shop, lunch with friends, and get her hair and nails done. She's had au pairs to raise the kids, a housekeeper to cook and clean, a landscaper for the yard, and me to pay for everything. Why? These mysterious ailments that keep her from lifting a finger unless its something she wants to do like go to the theater or a show for her yappy dogs (3 with a combined weight of 18 lbs if soaking wet and wearing their rhinestone collars).
She's had her own suite of rooms in the house for the past 10 years because she can't sleep with anyone else. Dr. Feelgood recommended it. So king sized bed, big screen tv, jacuzzi bath, and a private balcony all paid for by me.
Did I mention I'm lucky to have sex with her once a month (usually two days after her period when she's horny).
The question is, how do I get rid of her without losing my shirt. any suggestions other than murder?


