We broke up because...

Tony was just my nickname…she could call me something else but wouldn't

and he laughed at me

his knee….it was always about his knee. ugh I'm so not a knee person

she refused to go crazy too

wouldnt share her dishes, wouldnt even use her own dishes, always used mine and broke them

Its a hoax we never broke up

Was a drunk

Was always buried in her books

Our combined libraries overstressed our home, which collapsed one night while we were at the book store. The force of the collapse was so great that it created a massive sinkhole which consumed half of the neighborhood. We were vilified and labeled as social pariahs forcing us to split up and go into hiding separately to avoid being tarred & feathered and run out of town on a rail.

You wouldn't tickle my back

I wanted to tickle him to ...but he only liked watching

too much tickling

She pushed me over. Wow mean

'cause her skills with a collapsible police baton were unnerving

she was insatiable