Crackheads, crackheads. Shifty, lying crackheads.

I thought I would be divorced by now. But my lovely crackhead husband Paul has decided to "contest" the separation date. Just when you think you can't be caught off guard by a crackhead, they manage to do something so bizarre you never see it coming. I didn't expect him to get stupid like this. But now I have to assume that he is hostile. Contesting the separation date only drags it out longer. Now I guess I have to wait and see if he tries to go after my house. Just how spiteful can a crackhead be? Very, it would seem.