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Joe Mama said:
I turned to him and, in a fit of male competitiveness, shouted "Eat that, you sperm-burping gutter whore!!!"

Silence. You could hear a pin drop. My gal was pale, slack-jawed, and horrified.

After about ten long seconds, the guy just laughed. Crisis averted.



So didja do him?

We all wear a green carnation.