Dude, you have to do a sequel where his wife finds his lunchbox. I can only imagine how confused he'd be thinking shes complaining about him not eating lunch, lol.
Wife after finding lunchbox: You disloyal bastard! What? Are my milk bombs just not good enough for you!?
Hank: Honey, I told you your milk bombs give me gas! Isn't the shit at work enough, I don't want have to come home to shit too!
Wife after finding lunchbox: You disloyal bastard! What? Are my milk bombs just not good enough for you!?
Hank: Honey, I told you your milk bombs give me gas! Isn't the shit at work enough, I don't want have to come home to shit too!
Wife: SCREW YOU HANK *leaves*
Hank:*Finds picture later* DAMNIT DONNA!
I don’t judge.
(It might void the warranty!)
So that’s why I loled or said that 😁
Also, that's quite an unconventional approach, Donna. I've heard of cheek copying but never "tits copying", lol.
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