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May be an image of ‎text that says '‎WHO IS THIS GUY! a long night of making love, the guy notices a photo of another man, חס the woman's nightstand by the bed. He begins to . "Is this your husband?" he nervously asks. "No, silly, she replies, snuggling up to him. "Your boyfriend, then?" he continues. "No, not at all," she says, nibbling away at his ear. "Is it your dad or your brother?" he inquires, hoping to be reassured. "No, no, no! You are so hot when you're jealous!" she answers. "Well, who in the hell is he, then?" he demands.‎'‎

 

After a long night of making love, the guy notices a photo of another man on the woman’s nightstand by the bed. He begins to worry.

“Is this your husband?” he nervously asks.
“No, silly,” she replies, snuggling up to him.

“Your boyfriend, then?” he continues.
“No, not at all,” she says, nibbling away at his ear.

“Is it your dad or your brother?” he inquires, hoping to be reassured.
“No, no, no! You are so hot when you’re jealous!” she answers.

“Well, who in the hell is he, then?” he demands.

She whispers in his ear: “That’s me before the surgery.”

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