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“Give me that damned mic.”
“It’s not a mic, ma’am. It is a top secret military…
“I don’t frickin’ care! Give it to me! Now!”
“Ma’am. I cannot let you speak on the top secret military…”
“I don’t care idiot! I. Want. To. Talk. To. My. Husband. Right. Frickin’. Now. Do you hear me you imbecile?! Right. Frickin’. Now!”
A tussle followed.
Obviously, he was no match for my rage.
“Tom, you cheating jerk! Pick up!”
A startled voice crackled over the speakers.
“Jenny? OMG! What’s wrong?”
“Ground control to Major Tom. This isn’t a love story, stupid. I found her underwear in your glovebox!”