Dear Miss Maude,
My husband is a couch potato, a pot-bellied,
beer guzzling, TV watching, no good, sorry,
out-of-work bum. I hate him, Miss Maude,
I really do. We haven't been, (you know) intimate in decades.
I never thought I'd say this, but I'd be better
off if he were dead. What should I do?
Sandra,
Pack up yer thangs and then talk that ol fool
into movin' y'all both down here to Alabama,
Georgia, Mississippi, or Kentucky. In these here states,
He Deserved Killin' is still a legal defense.
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