Your husband, the dying air conditioner from The Brave Little Toaster, who constantly cheats on you: HOnEY mY PoCkETs aRE fulL Of goOD hEALthY tOAd sCrAPs fROm ThAT oLD TAiliNGs POnd i nEEd yOU tO caRry tHe LUncH stINkiEs
*laughs nervously* what the fuck?
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