she fukked up her money.
*the interview*
agent one: waste of tax payers money ya ask me.
agent two: shhhhhh......she's coming.
sista:
agent one: so about your disappearance.
agent two: was this a hoax of some sort for attention?
sista:
agent two: those resources could have saved a child in need.
agent one: walk us through what happened.
sista: well.....it was like some presence forced me to walk.
agent two:
agent one: go on.
sista: I was hit with a beautiful light and was unable to move.
agent two: you expect us t.....
agent one: let her finish bob!
sista: and i remember looking down and seeing clouds.
agent two:
agent one: dear Gawd.
sista: I see these slender things standing around me like doctors.
agent two:
agent one: bob shut the fukk up or leave you fukkin prick.
agent two:
agent one: go get her sandwich and a cold beverage....you hungry ma'am?
sista: i could use a bite.
agent one: get her a steak plate from martha's and a shake.....on you a$$hole.
agent two: yes sir.
sista: everybody think i'm crazy......are they gonna lock me up.
agent one: over my dead fukkin body.....team mulder.
agent one: team mulder.
