We share a daughter, but other than that it's hard to believe that I ever had a laugh with that man let alone create a child.

Never mind the fact that no one plans a blackmail and commits murder on the same evening, the man has no connection to the Lydons, and his supposed victim texted us the formula for inducing CAA and got stabbed 20 minutes later.

And usually I feel so good when we've got a killer dead to rights.

what are you seeing in Executive Director Owada? and perhaps just another weak human being. you won't be able to beat him.

Now when we're young, we don't always know. We know there are rules out there, but we don't always know -- we don't perform them right, even though we are imprinted at birth with these things, and we're told what the most important color in the world is.

She gets six feet away, turns around, smiles and goes, "You should probably know this, too: I'm still dating that guy, four years later."

This comes from a Nazi children's book published in 1938: "Just look at these guys! The louse-infested beards, the filthy, protruding ears, those stained, fatty clothes...

"And four months before this happened, four months before Myesha died, I thought I could really fix this man. So I had a baby by him -- insane -- thinking that if I gave him his own kid, he would leave mine alone.

And overnight, because this man had pulled me in, and I had grabbed onto that lifeline with every fiber of my being, I had gone from "Joanie Loves Chachi" to full-blown Nazi.