One Fork to Far

Like Patti Cake, Twiglet had a fair share of boyfriends in her time. Some normal, but most strange with three large suitcases full of baggage. The first a kind hearted teddy bear with a love for cars, stealing cars that is. The second a narcissistic, pot-head, womanizer , who Freud would have had a ball with. And the third a drug dealing, split-personality, obsessive compulsive with a cherry full of jealousy on top. The third, Smokey the Bear, was as sweet as pie at the beggining of the relationship, seeming laid back and care free, Twiglet liked his attitude. But as time went on his true colors slowly began to seep out, with brief temper tantrums and severely paranoid notions, he was not the man Twiglet thought he was. Regardless, Twiglet had faith and moved in with Smokey, hoping for the best. Twiglet put up with his OCD and mood swings for a long time, seeing as that her nature is quite passive.
One day Twiglet cleaned their apartment as a thoughtful gesture for Smokey. When he returned home he was irritated as usual. He went into the kitchen to make himself a sandwich and suddenly came rushing into the bedroom with a fork in hand. ¨What is this!¨he yelled, ¨a fork¨said Twiglet. ¨It´s a dirty fork!!!¨he shrieked as he grew more and more upset, ¨Sorry,¨ Twiglet replied beginning to feel uncomfortable. ¨How many other dirty forks are there! Huh? Have you been giving me dirty forks everytime we eat?! Answer me!¨ ¨No¨said Twiglet, trying to hold back her laughter from such an immature act of anger. ¨Are you sure! I think you have, I think you´ve been giving me dirty forks. That´s it we´re over! Leave!¨ ¨Yes, I´ve secretly been giving you dirty forks our whole relationship, I guess the truth is finally out,¨said Twiglet with a smirk on her face. ¨Oh you think this is funny do you! I knew this relationship would never work.¨And it didn´t luckily for Twiglet. Thank God for dirty forks!