Thursday, March 26, 2009

Chicken and Sex for Dinner

Roommate1: Too bad for you I didn't catch any fish, I'm gonna have to marinate you for dinner.

Roommate4: (overheard) You marinated a chicken for him?!

Roommate1: Yes, hunny, I marinated a chicken for you. It's right in the fridge in a Tupperware, right next to last nights roast and rosemary potatoes. Just throw it in the oven...

Roommate2: Oh hunny, delicious, can't wait.

Roommate3: Wait where was I for all this?

Roommate1: In the basement, chained up, waiting for sex.

Roommate3: Oh man, you guys treat me so.... good.

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