Incriminating evidence

So my weekend was going good.. then today after my mom went to work I was down in the kitchen, la dee da, because I hadnt really eaten anything. Roger was in his bed and all of the sudden he starts screaming at me. I mean, seriously screaming. I just stood there, and an idea popped into my head. I went upstairs, got my video camera, put the battery in it and came back downstairs, and he was still yelling. I got that on tape, and OH MY GOD I am like a damn cobra when I feel like Im being attacked and I have a sharp toungue like you wouldnt believe. I got the argument on tape. I was just about to watch it but I dont know if I want to. He said a lot of shit, and I got upset and then went upstairs and started to cry (its what I do afterward when I get mad) and I called my mom at work. She had me give Roger the phone, I dont know what she said to him. But thats the end of my little tale because he didnt say anything to me and besides I would have gotten anything else on tape also.

So I dont know what to do now.

I’ll watch the tape, and I’ll let my mom see the tape. Roger always likes to twist his words around after he says shit to me and now i have PROOF. Yay.

Thats the end of my tale of incriminating evidence.

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i hope roger suddenly finds himself without a roof or clothes just himself in thoose little blue shorts of his facing the big and scary world that he just can’t seem to handle on his own so he has to put you down to feel better. how pathetic of a grown man. any way i love you and pam and your sister all very very much. tami