Tony Ate My Sandwich

When I say that, “Tony ate my sandwich”, what I mean is that he went down on my girlfriend.

“Really?” I asked her. She was brushing her hair in the bathroom. I came home after Tony told me of his oral activities with her privates.

“It wasn’t emotional,” she said. “I love you. I needed to relax and you were out of town.”

“Bullshit,” I said.

“Yeah,” she said. “But I have to try and give you an excuse, right?”

“No,” I said. “You can just leave.”

“Thank god,” she said, reaching for the all-ready packed bags in the closet.

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Title by: magpie
Story by: Jarvis

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