Joan Wagar Tosses Signed Confessions At Me Like They Are Frisbees!

Joan Wagar Tosses Signed Confessions At Me Like They Are Frisbees!

At the time of my wife Joan Wagar writing this written confession to her using antifreeze as poison I was so badly ill from being poisoned by her that I was bedridden and unable to do anything because of the pain and was for all intents and purposes at Mrs Dash’s mercy. immobile

I was so badly poisoned I could not read anything at this time, and Joan Wagar was having fun writing and tossing signed confessions at me knowing I could not read them and that there was no one I could hand them to that would care or help me.