21 years of burnt toast
This is the toast my husband served me this morning. I said, "This toast is too dark! I don't like my toast like this!"
He said, "I thought you like it like that?"
"Nooo. I don't like it like that. Whattya think? I like burnt toast? Who likes burnt toast? I don't like burnt toast." And here comes the coup de grace...
"But that's how you always give me my toast."
AAAUGH! Maybe once, okay? Maybe twice by accident. But not always. I deny, I deny!
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