“And you thought Mexican food didn’t use bread,” I say, munching happily on my first ever torta.
“To be fair,” Katie says, putting down her taco to address my slander, “I phrased it as a question, so maybe you could just get off my dick.”
“I will never get off your dick,” I say seriously.
“Awww, marriage means never having to get off your spouses dick,” Katie says happily.
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