Huh?

Bobby: I gotta tell you: my first plate of lasagna was delicious. My second, not so much. Burnt.

Angie: That's because I like mine burnt. You ate from my half.

Bobby: I know you do. You like your lasagna like you like your men.

Angie: What? Burnt? That doesn't make sense!

Bobby: I know. Whatever.

Good times!
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