Monday, February 2, 2015

gone fisting

“You can’t put that sign up.”

“Why?”

“We have a baby, now.”

“So?”

“Where the fuck did you even get it?”

“I got it at a yard sale; it was totally cheap…”

“No. No you didn’t.”

“… It was kind of expensive. I found it online.”

“Take it down. Throw it away.”

“Ah…”

“Get. Rid. Of. IT.”

“Fuuuck, but it’s really awesome.”

“Don’t care,” she said storming out of the hallway.

He sighed in resignation.

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