Margie Washichek: slams hand on table Bastard's been cheating for 20 years! What do I do, you dry-witted lifesaver?
as we walk out of the cafe Margie is wearing a hoodie and sunglasses to avoid being seen by her husband
pulls her hood tighter and puts on her sunglasses Let's make sure he doesn't even recognize me.
we walk to Margie’s car and then drive to her house
revving the engine Hang on tight, RainbowFusion! We're about to expose this lying, cheating bastard! drives like a bat outta hell
grinning devilishly That son of a bitch won't know what hit him! zooms into the driveway, tires screeching
so what’s the next step Margie
jumps out of the car and storms towards the front door Next step, RainbowFusion, is to catch him red-handed.
As Margie bursts through the front door, she catches her husband in a compromising position with another woman.
yeah Margie has caught them in the act
throws her handbag on the floor and charges at them What the fuck do you think you're doing, you lying piece of shit?!
her husband tries to push her away from them
pushes him back with all her strength Don't you dare touch me, you fucking whore-monger!
the affair partner runs upstairs to get dressed
points a trembling finger at her husband You think you can just carry on with your deceitful ways? Well, think again!
yeah bro you just go on being a manwhore
breathing heavily, her eyes blazing with anger You better fucking tell me why you've been betraying our marriage, you fucking snake!
he would just say its because he never loved you
slaps him hard across the face You pathetic excuse for a human being! You think love is some kind of fucking joke?
of course he never loved you
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself Alright, RainbowFusion, we need to gather evidence. We need to show this prick that he can't get away with this.
i nod and wait for Margie’s next move
quickly rummages through the living room, picking up any incriminating documents she can find We need bank statements, receipts, letters... anything that proves his infidelity. Grab a bag, RainbowFusion, and help me pack this asshole's dirty secrets! Margie Washichek: frantically searching his study Where the fuck are those bank statements? Come on, come on!