Tomatoes. I used to date a gal who hated tomatoes so much she seemed to have a tomato phobia. I remember coming back from Burger King once. I told them "no tomatoes" on her burger but they screwed up. My diplomatic effort of removing the tomato and eating it myself did nothing to alleviate her anxiety. She pointed at the remaining tomato mucus stuffs. She was also stingy doling out the head jobs too.
Tomatoes. I used to date a gal who hated tomatoes so much she seemed to have a tomato phobia. I remember coming back from Burger King once. I told them "no tomatoes" on her burger but they screwed up. My diplomatic effort of removing the tomato and eating it myself did nothing to alleviate her anxiety. She pointed at the remaining tomato mucus stuffs. She was also stingy doling out the head jobs too.