Just when everyone was enjoying themselves in walked Janice. Janice despised Bill. It’s a long story, but let’s just say they weren’t close. In fact, Janice had come to this party for the express purpose telling Bill off. As she states, she was was “up to here” with his ridiculous stories! Well, bill had met his match. She walked up to him and gave him the shock of his life. Try as he might to get the upper hand, she refused to let him get a word in. By the end of the tirade, Bill was clearly hot under the collar and at a loss for words. She then threw a drink in his face and stormed out of the party. Bill made some lame excuse about needing to get home and slinked off like a cat licking its wounds. It’s been a few weeks since the party, but it’s yet to come to light what Janice said to Bill. All I know is that she hit him like a bolt out of the blue. He put his tail between his legs, and I haven’t seen him since. It’s best to let bygones be bygones, but sometimes it’s just not possible. I guess that’s how Janice felt.