Sneaky husbands.

Two timing lives.

Bad boyfriends.

And even worse girlfriends.

They thought they could get away with it.

But now, they're about to get busted.

It's Brooke and Jeffrey in the morning, and I would describe a relationship,

kind of like a bowl of fruit salad.

What random? You know know like when you first get your fruit salad it looks so

good and you're eating up all the ripe juicy fruits grapes strawberries the watermelons, so delicious.

You're like, oh, I'm so lucky I got this fruit salad.

I haven't ever in a while, that sounds great.

But after a while, you look down into the bowl, and all that's left are the sad mushy fruits.

The dry oranges and the over-ripe honeydew melons.

Always the melons.

Melons always sitting down in there.

They're just filler, we all know it.

Like a weird shade of green now.

Yeah, every bite is just more bitter than anything else.

That's when you start looking at the other fruit salads and you're like, oh, that one looks a little fresher.

That one's got bigger berries.

This is a very long analogy.

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