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I bought the first wife a Jeep Wrangler. For her birthday, I took it over to the radio shop to get some boom in the back seat, and an upgraded unit in front.
As I was folding one seat forward to show the guy where I wanted the speaker boxes, I find a condom wrapper.
*I* had never used a condom with her.
That was the beginning of the end. But the silver lining (I guess) was that the paternity test ruled me out. . .
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