They were alone, polar bonding when HCl wanted more. He wasn't satisfied; he wanted more. He had searched for someone for so long and on this day the fates led him to KBrO3, in this run down, dirty old pub. Soon enough, whether KBrO3 had wanted him to or not, HCl stole his electrons like he stole his virginity.
They had covalently bonded.
HCl ran immediately.
He wasn't one for staying around and seeing if something came from their bondage, like a chemical reaction, because he didn't let there be any room for chemistry, in the sense of love. He took what he wanted and left.
He regretted it, though.
All he wanted was to adopt potassium chloride babies.
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