One Hitter

Whenever I leave a girl’s house I set the microwave for 20 minutes. During my drive home I imagine that the microwave alarm rings and that the girl becomes started and falsely believes that she has an intruder within her home and that spends the rest of her evening in fear.

Hilarious, I know.

This joke would obviously lose its luster if an intruder were actually in the girl’s home.

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