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Tweet saying: My bf was slow cooking ribs and I guess they were done in the middle of the night. So this man wakes me up at 3 am and goes “here babe, i brought you a rib.” So we sat in bed and ate ribs. I’ve found my soulmate.
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Tweet saying: My bf was slow cooking ribs and I guess they were done in the middle of the night. So this man wakes me up at 3 am and goes “here babe, i brought you a rib.” So we sat in bed and ate ribs. I’ve found my soulmate.
Yep, I wasn’t being sarcastic when I said I’m glad they’re happy. What a wonderful world we live in that these two ne’er-do-wells can find each other.
I’m still looking to find someone who finds my particular brand of weirdness attractive.
But if a woman woke me up in the middle of my sleep to give me ribs, my brain wouldn’t be on enough to register what was happening.
I’d probably get confused, put it on my pillow, put my face on the rib, and go back to sleep licking the rib and pillow.