Chic Relationships

You don’t need NFL training to hurl a pizza across the kitchen. I found this out as I watched my bestie attempt to avoid her husband’s dinner (he didn’t fling it at her, he claims). “They folded the slices,” he bellowed. “Ruined.” She bit her tongue hard — but not, unfortunately, before “Is this a brodak moment ?” (he’s all about hangin with the [...]

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