Unfiltered Story #212905

(My friend and I are having a mock argument in jazz band over something historical. Note that I am somewhat infamous in the band for having a large number of food allergies. I don’t remember what the argument was about, but I toss out this line:)

Me: “I’d eat men like you for breakfast!”

Trombone Player: *turns around* “No, you wouldn’t. You’d be allergic.”

Me: *pauses* “Touché.”

(I can’t really dispute that one.)