Lose One’s Shirt Over It
(I’m at home with my boyfriend and our roommate.)
Roommate: *looking at my bf’s shirt* “That is an awesome shirt! I’m really jealous that you have that shirt.”
Boyfriend: “Thanks.”
Roommate: “If it ever goes missing and you never see it again, you’ll know why.”
Me: “Unless he sees you wearing it.”
Roommate: “Well, it’s kind of like finding a huge pile of drugs; you sit on it until they forget about it.”
Me: “There’s one major difference between [Boyfriend] and drug cartels. [Boyfriend] will never forget who stole that shirt.”
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