So Mr. KFC doesn't lay low and gets busted, we could imagine it went like this:
Mrs. KFC: Who the fuck is sending you these texts.
Mr. KFC: That's a mistake, it must be for someone else
Mrs. KFC: I checked the sent messgs and you were haggling for the old massageplanet discount
Mr. KFC: AAAH yea I was messing with the people I got bored
Mrs. KFC: Yea, you got bored, it seems you get bored twice a week and a disappear twice a week and come home smelling like Irish spring, TWICE A WEEK.
Mr. KFC: Honey, I was at the gym
Mrs. KFC: The gym, and the other night when you tried some weird shit on me and called it a trident, why are you asking a woman named Stella if anybody is Trident Ready?
Mr. KFC: Thought bubble "I should have laid low, fuck"
Mrs. KFC: Mr internet monger, yea I looked up the term and I found massageplanet and I know you were in contact with The Black Rose Asian place, you destroyed our marriage for them. They can't even give you a discount and you blew our marriage on them. What the fuck did I marry. If you are going to cheat on me at least get your moneys worth, I hear theres a spinner named SKY that would have lick your asshole before blowing you, That I can understand. But Black Rose Asian, OY VEY...you will be hearing from my lawyer...
(all in jest Mr. KFC)