Last week on Monday, I'm at lunch with a few coworkers, including a married couple. We discussed that DP Dough in Normal is selling t-shirts that say "I [heart] DP".
One girl starts giggling. I shake my head. The wife of the guy telling the story: "What is DP?" We all lose it.
On Tuesday. The wife brings up again that she doesn't know what DP is. Her husband says: "It involves the
bad kind of threesome".
I pipe up: "Three dudes?"
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Wednesday, the wife is not at lunch, but a friend who had been out Monday and Tuesday is. He tells us about his trip to DP Dough that weekend with his wife.
Apparently his wife picked one up of their t-shirts and said: "I should get this. Get it? It has a double-meaning, and I love DP."
His jaw hit the floor. The guy behind the counter starts laughing. The girl wiping tables sits down and covers her face.
The wife continues: "Get it? My name is Dawn P****, I love myself, and I love DP Dough!"