Posted: August 19th, 2009 | Author: Ryan | Filed under: Uncategorized | No Comments »
The GF: sounds like you're not full; sounds like you've still got room for a knuckle sandwich.
Me: is it made of jello?
The GF: nope, it's made of knuckles, a sandwich made of knuckles.
Me: nope, no room for that
The GF: bread, knuckles, bread
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