When friends questioned how Mr David Boone (who the court notes is somewhat portly and aged) could have ended up with such a good looking wife, he would usually say that he had sold his soul to Satan. Now he comes to this court insisting that he indeed did do such a thing, and that if the court does not grant the divorce, he will spend eternity with molten pitchforks placed in strategic parts of his anatomy. While the court was first inclined to let Mr Boone lie in the bed he made, I find that there is just enough evidence in the photos to give Mr Boone the benefit of the doubt. And I can see no other reason why a woman of such parts would marry Mr Boone, unless of course she herself had sold her soul and is now paying the price!
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FOOLTHEREWAS
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