Me: I'm due for a colonoscopy in six years. I'm already dreading it. You're not due for another fourteen.
Hubs: Whatever.
Me: No, not "whatever". You're getting one.
Hubs: We all gotta die from something.
Me: Do you want to die a slow, agonizing death from undetected colon cancer?
Hubs: I have video games. I'll be entertained on my death bed.
Me: I don't even like putting up with you when you're pissed off about being hungry.
Hubs: So you're sure as shit not going to put up with me when I'm dying.
Me: Not a chance in hell.
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