I was just sitting down at my desk to work this morning when Kenny came out of the bedroom and said, “I knew it.” I questioned what he was talking about and he said, “I knew you’d steal my robe.” I looked down and I was, in fact, wearing his robe. So I explained to him that his is much more comfortable than mine. He then walked back into the bedroom, got my robe and brought it to me. He showed me that it was the same exact robe. Same brand. Same size. In fact, he'd bought them together just to prove the point that I take over his stuff just because I can.
This is simply not true. After a lengthy argument, I am still in shock. I just can’t believe that he has never noticed that black is more comfortable than gray.
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