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Had enough

PostPosted: Sun May 03, 2015 9:43 am
by rebbonk
I had had enough, I was sick of being used.

As I made my way to the door with my suitcase my wife cried hysterically,

"Please don't go. please stay, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I promise, I'll
Spoiler:
learn how to open the sauce jars myself. "