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And then! And then, if Godiva wasn't enough, you would sneak out at night, behind my back, and make love to Wendy!

Now, dear, you can hardly deny that you spent all hours of the day, consorting with that Ronald McDonald fellow, with his tacky golden arches. I thought money wasn't important to you.

And that Arby person! What did you ever see in her beef-and-cheese burgers and tawdry curled fries? Was the straight and narrow not enough for you?

No, I couldn't help falling into the pit of despair, when you, my love, associated with your latin lover, Orange Julius. Oh, I couldn't watch you squeezing his warm juicy wieners between your lips!

Oh, Lenny, but could you manage my distres when I saw you hanging out at Denny's, and Harvey's, so often, with those boys? Excluding me once more from your precious loving presence.

I only hoped to catch a glimpse of you with the mysterious Burger King -- how those taunting phone messages he left tore my heart to shreds!