Me: I’ve been a bachelor all week.
Susan: You have not.
Me: Well, I’ve been alone all week.
Susan: You better be.
Poodwoir – The little room that’s not the boudoir.
Susan: Is this cheese or is it paint?
Me: Ummm. Maybe if I add some onions and tomato.
Susan: That’s better.
(Market street white queso. Good but the consistency does make it look like white paint.)
Me: It feels like I’ve got spiders in my nose. Will you take a look?
Susan: No.
Me: I’m having doubts about your dedication to this marriage.