True Story©... Don't Stop Bereavin'
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So we’re sitting in the living room eating dinner and watching Jeopardy when the alarm panel and both of our phones chime with the doorbell. I get up expecting to tell the kids across the street that my daughter is with her mother this week. It is a white man… “Are you lost? How can I help you?” I ask through the slightly parted screen door. He hands me a manila envelope and says “you’ve been served” before walking down off of my front porch as I stood aghast. Wife person looking on asks me what is going on. I sit back down on the loveseat and open the folder. Me: “We’re being sued…” Wife Person™: “What!?” Me: “Not you.” Wife Person™: “What the hell are you talking about?” Me: “Me and Moe.” … well I’mma explain this shit to y’all now, same as I am to my wife… Of late, I have been trying to reform Moe Phillips’ public image. After spending time with my therapist and learning better coping mechanisms than to drink myself to sleep, I re