Value Meal, No Onions

Fridays mean we eat lunch out. Brandon says maybe we should try something new this time. No way, I say, this is what I’ve been looking forward to all week. He groans and says fine, but at least try something new.

Nope, I say, I like what I like, and that’s what I’m getting.

My wife says the calories are going to kill me, the cholesterol and fat are insane. I say I don’t care. She says it is an addiction. I had to start ordering it without onions so she doesn’t know where I’ve been when I kiss her.

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Title by: Ami
Story by: Jeremy

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