Horny all day long, all I wanted was get home a have a prostate massage

Me.

Who gets all the groceries?

Me.

Let me tell you something, you don't know the first thing about pressure.

Alright, you think I put out house fires for myself?

Or rushed a car wreck at 2am for myself?

Or pull a ******* body out of a lake for myself?

You have no idea what I go through.

Oh yeah, but what do you do around here other than watch TV and waste time on the internet?

I'm not gonna be good at it.

Well, I sure don't get it from you.

And you won't, because you care more about saving

for your stupid boat and pleasing yourself

than you ever did about me.

Shut up!

I'm sick of you!

You disrespectful, ungrateful, selfish woman!

How dare you say that to me?

You constantly nag me and you drain the life out of me!

Now fire with me!

If it keeps going like this, I'm going to leave.

I think it's still hot.

That's the demo, once it's moving.

I can't understand my needs. I feel like we are completely and totally incompatible.

I can't control my friends, making me sound like a criminal.

I can see them all right now, crying, having some sort of group hug.

It's going to be okay, sweetie. It's going to be all right.

Hey, we'll race you there.

And if you win, we'll buy it.

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