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Posted by mentisfugit on November 28, 2007 – 8:23 pm

I followed a link from Balloon Juice to this thread on Fark, where this comment stood out like a dog’s whatsits:

When my grandfather died, he was worth millions and left it all to his grandkids. Unfortunately, he made my grandmother executor of the estate. She had the discretion to disburse the funds as she saw fit, including donating it to charity in our names.

Several months later, I received a form letter from Oral Roberts thanking me for my donation of $250,000.

I wanted to strangle the b*tch.

And you thought your life sucked?


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  1. 1. Terrible Said：
    November 28th, 2007 at 9:06 pm

    DAMN!!! I WOULD have strangled the bitch!

  2. 2. Saborlas Said：
    November 28th, 2007 at 11:43 pm

    A little guideline: when writing your will, make sure you leave no loopholes.

  3. 3. Anntichrist S. Coulter Said：
    November 29th, 2007 at 3:03 am

    Amen to that.

    And name the recipients, and every single teeny-tiny thing that you want for them to have, BY NAME, so that NOTHING can be “misconstrued” or “re-interpreted” by any executor or executrix, namely, That Cunt Formerly Known As The Beastmaster, now known as the Fallen Uterus.

    I would tell everybody the horror stories of what happened when Lane Memorial Meat-Hole killed my Great-Aunt Thelma and my Nannie, but who really wants to hear that again? Suffice it to say that I’d go strangle that money out of Oral Roberts’ rapidly-declining corpse first-handed, if it was me.

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