Karma

The thing is, it's my money. It's not my fault the cheating ratbag never updated his life insurance policy. The homewrecking wretch he left me for doesn't deserve a single penny of it.

I hear tell she's in the family way, though, and I'm not completely heartless. I could give her some of it. For the baby.

What, half? Good god, no. Does she even know how much the silly sod left? Probably not.

Ha! Wouldn't you like to know. Let me put it this way: it's a life-changing amount. I could pay off the house. Yes, really! With some to spare. As long as we don't do this every Friday night.

Pour me another would you? After all, I paid for the good stuff, I may as well enjoy it. Ha. Well. I spose if you want to get technical, my ex paid for the good stuff. He paid for this dress, too. (hic) Fancy, no? Wozza a a a a bargain, actually. Still cost more'n your rent. Probably. Disgusting, really, but I'm sillabra... slebberat.... I thought I should treat myself.

Thingis.... the... the thing is. The thing is this: I dint... dodnot... diddinnit aspeck him to... to... to.... leafme all that cash... but... ifm been honest widdya... Yanno, alotta people would say, oh, I diddun 'spect him to die... Can't say that. Can't say that at all.

But the money... That's mine. Legal (hic) legally. I didn't do it for the money. I give him what he deserved, and now I got... I got... I got what I deserve. Right? Right.

Pour me another would you? Might as well.