Tag: Relationships Gone Bad

Past Imperfect – #264

Lady on the Left: “Wow. That’s some really interesting needlepoint you’re doing there.” Lady on the Right: “Why, thank you. I’m making a commemorative swatch of the night I killed my husband.” Left: “How fascinating. May I ask a question?” Right: “Of course. I just admitted to taking […]

Past Imperfect – #261

Man: “You just go up those stairs over there, take the elevator down to platform 3, get on the District Line going east, get off at the Stepney Green station, and then walk two blocks down Globe Road.” Woman: “But why are you sending me there?” Man: “Because […]

Past Imperfect – #148

Melissa truly did love her husband, and she found him rather enticing most of the time. But when his hobby fixations became overwhelming, such as this instance when he insisted that she pose on a vehicle that may or may not have been driven by John Dillinger, in […]

Past Imperfect – #113

The progressive crowd at this trendy Greenwich Village nightclub was thrilled when Millicent and Penelope dared to openly show their love in a public setting. In reality, there was no showing, there was only Millie’s brooch becoming ensnared in Penny’s décolletage as they both raced to get the […]

Past Imperfect – #98

Despite the expensive couture and the clever way in which the liquor bottles had been lit, the bartender could sense that something was amiss. Then he realized that a young Hannibal Lecter was seated to his left, ensnaring an innocent. If the bartender played his cards right, he […]

Past Imperfect – #92

Katharine took a deep breath. Then, to the best of her frazzled ability, explained to her beloved but oftentimes hated immediate relatives, that if she was going to make the effort to button this many buttons on a rigidly-confining outfit, then the tea service should arrive in the […]

Past Imperfect – #88

Myrna gleefully lets her many paramours know that she is not pregnant after all, it was just an especially vindictive gas bubble and a neurotic need for attention on her part. Celebrations ensued. The next morning, Myrna was not only without child, she was without paramours…