Things my husband has said to me this week:
What's a hashtag and where can I get me some of them?
I'm not bald. Bald is when your hair falls out. I shave my head. I'm bare.
Where do we keep the lunchmeat?
We have conversations all the time. You talk to me with the expectation that I will listen. That's a conversation.
How do you cook a hotdog?
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