You Say Potato, I Say I’ll Fucking Kill You. Let’s Call The Whole Thing Off. I’ll Even Throw You The Phone!

Ooo! More food feuding. This was over undercooked potatos and burned bread. Oh, and the chick was drunk, but still.

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