Bill Temple is in there somewhere ... We hope

worst case scenario (Gadralneure)

I had to snigger when I read your worst case scenario, here's my take:

I wish I could remember. Way too much booze. He might've been a cheating son of a bitch, but I shouldn't of smashed his head in with that hammer. Everything is so hazy. I think I meant to seal him in a box. So many regrets, so much confusion, but the most confusing regret has to be what I was thinking when I nailed him to the floor in the foyer. At least the cat likes it, he thinks it's a new cat bed. Too late now. Hell, I really need a drink, this shit can wait.