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I STILL Call Her Rainbow (part lll)
She STILL Calls Me Annoying
Please Read Part I Here, And Part II Here
As soon as I walked in, I knew there was trouble.
Rainbow was on the couch, her fingers tightly laced
through her auburn hair, her feet in the air, a halo
of outrageously loud burnt orange hues swirling
crazily around her body at internet speed.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
That lovely mouth of hers shouted,
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
still from that same odd position.
“This is all your god damned fault!” my
Rainbow continued blasting me, her
ominous halo now tinged with fire engine red.
“What did I do now, sweetie?”
Rainbow raised it several decibels.
“What, you ask? Just look at me?
I feel like a beached whale!”
Oh boy, my head said to me.
“Well, you’re pregnant, sweetie,”
sounding calm, despite her scary-as-hell hues.
“How could you do this to me?” Rainbow squealed,
her swirling colors getting nastier.
“I didn’t do it alone, ya’know.
You played an important role in the outcome!”
I was getting pissed, which I rarely did with Rainbow.
Coming very close to shouting back at her, I reasoned loudly,
“We’re married now! Husband and wife.
Do I have to remind you of that?”
Rainbow wasn’t buying my reasoned logic.
“JUST married! JUST married!” she yelled.
“AND NO! I. DO. NOT. NEED. REMINDING!”
Uh oh. Stopping-after-each-word was that writer’s…
