Thursday, January 30, 2014

high hopes

"I made you a sandwich."

"Really?"

"It's really bad. I'm sorry. I'm so bad at sandwiches. How can I be a trophy wife if I can't even make a decent sandwich?! My plan is ruined!"

"Well you could always be a model, or a prostitute."

"I'm glad you have such high hopes for me."

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