F U C K E R your wife spells. It’s the word she chooses after D U M B A S S.
“You mad at me?” You ask.
“No.” She hums and uses the tiles: B, R, I, T, C, H, E, S to spell B I T C H.
You shrug and write G O D.
She takes your O, writes C O M P L E X.
“You sure you’re not mad?” You ask.
“Why?”
“Your words…” you explain. “What you’re spelling isn’t nice.”
“Oh. That. Naw, I just like vile words.” She purrs, and uses her next set of tiles to spell your name.
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