>Have a potato wife
>Randomly drop her off in the middle of the woods
>No discernibly good reason given.
>Weeks go by
>Police finally catches up with you
>"Hey bud....where's your wife at?"
>Say you have no idea
>Months and months and months and months ago by
>All of a sudden, you start making Freudian slips
>"Where's Mama JF? Well I'm no necromancer."
>"Maybe Mama JF is dead, who knows?"
...Bruh.
