I ignore your words as I throw another punch at the dummy. I’m not in the mood to talk to you, not about this, but you won’t take a hint. “But what was-“ your migraine inducing question is cut off when I toss my now removed shirt on you, landing on your head as it covers your face One more word and I swear on my crown the next meeting I’m in will be to discuss how socially acceptable it is to remove my wife’s tongue. You’ve hit your word quotient for the day
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