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Sketch #005
Keith smiled lovingly at his wife across the table
He had ordered the foie gras
She the soup
"20 years tonight!" he thought to himself
Smile solidifying into a familiar rictus
With each loud slurp Keith would stab his thigh with the fork
He had ordered the foie gras
She the soup
"20 years tonight!" he thought to himself
Smile solidifying into a familiar rictus
With each loud slurp Keith would stab his thigh with the fork
Published 22nd Feb 2019
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