Surprisingly Not A Bonerkiller: You Are A Ridiculously Picky Eater

Let me guess: you want to order chicken fingers and french fries. No, I'm not psychic. Do you wanna know how I knew that? Maybe it's because it's the only damn thing you ever eat. You have the eating habits of a seven-year-old, my dear. Consequently, we can never go to any real restaurants because if you can't get your precious deep-fried treats, you'll pout and ruin both of our dinners.

Goddamn it! Why am I still attracted to you? You're lucky you make such great mixtapes and are so much fun to people watch with because otherwise, I would've dumped you months ago.