I Don't Need No Stinkin Signature...

So...

Because The Fucktard won't cough up his stinkin signature I'm in the middle of gathering all the information required to file a Mandatory Disclosure...

AND IT SUCKS!!!

So once my attorney has 3 months worth of bank statements, credit card statements, payroll deposits, car payments, mutual investments, my last years tax returns, my life insurance policy and a copy of my insurance card in her hot little hands we can set a final hearing without his mother fuckin John Hancock!!!

And as BIG of a pain in the ass all of this is...

There is a light at the end of the tunnel!

Oh...Here's the kicker that actually prompted us to go this route...

She received an email from him earlier this week that said he would sign and return the papers if I would send him $1000 in cash. Says he needs the grand to "get his life back on track."

Seriously??? He lost his job, wife, dog, house, friends and is still unemployed and living with his mother and a FUCKIN GRAND is gonna get his life back on track???

Well I'm here to tell y'all that as much as I would like my precious little papers that are being held ransom...

THAT DELUSIONAL BASTARD ISN'T GETTING A DIME FROM ME!!!