I walked into one of the regular watering holes in the small town I live in. My friend's wife was there when I arrived. I'm actually friends with both of them, but the husband had been hanging out at my place so he could have somewhere to burn one without his wife knowing it. One of the first things she said to me was, "Steve and I split up today." To make a long story short, she met me at my house and we ended up making out for quite a while. Of course, the two got back together and we hang out at times like usual, but he still doesn't have a clue.
— Matthew, 32