Steve and I got in a bit of an argument about whether or not I can go to New York this Fall to visit with 4 of my favorite people.
He said, “No. Blah Blah Blah.”
I got tired of hearing, “No.”
So, I let him have it.
Wipe that smirk off your face, Pal. Or, I’ll make you regret it.
Just kidding. Its still nothing but marital bliss around here. I ask for something and Steve never says “no”. He simply fell off the roof and a 50lb bag of roofing tiles landed on his face. That’s all, nothing to worry about.