Overheard in our living room last night...
Jonathan: Pffffffffrrt.
Me: Jahhhhhnnnn! The vibration from your fart hurt my teeth!
Jonathan: You have no sympathy from me there. I already told you that you shouldn't worry about the color of your teeth because you're married to me and I don't care.
Me: I'm not letting myself go just because I'm married! What if you die? I need to look good so that I can meet other men!
Jonathan: Sweet! That means I don't have to keep on you about keeping yourself up for me. I can care less about how I look!
Me: <shakes head condescendingly>
Jonathan: Honey, let's face it. You are way out of my league, I'm not going to do much better. You're stuck with me!
Two and a half years of marriage and look how romantic we still are!
