You Are The Apple Of My Pie
(My boyfriend and I are lying in his single bed one morning.)
Boyfriend: “I had a nightmare last night. I don’t know what it was about exactly, but I was running from something.”
Me: “From me?”
Boyfriend: “No, of course not. Why would I run from you? That would be like running from a delicious apple pie!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?