Yesterday, picking my son up from school, I had to wait while he finished a conversation with a friend. It went like this:
Son’s friend: (farting loudly) “Wow, that was a good one! Can you smell that?”
Son: “Dude, you’re not supposed to fart in front of other people unless you’re married to them! ‘Cuz wives are nice people, and they’ll love you anyway.”
So, word to the Venomous Hubby: we’ll be having chili with beans for dinner tonight. See how much I love you?