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Teamwork

Wife: So far, I washed the car, ran errands, and picked up The Boy. What did you do today?
Me: Not much. You did a lot this morning, though.
Wife: Oh, you do way more than me.
Me: Pfft! I don't do anything. You're the one with three jobs.
Wife: But what you do brings in all the cash. You make most of the money and I spend most of it.
Me: That just makes us a good team. You complete me.

Comments

  1. RubiaLala on 2008-05-31 11:18:20 wrote: Aw, cute! One of you needs to say “You had me at hello” and I will officially be sick from all the sweetness!

  2. Sylvia on 2008-06-01 07:22:01 wrote: Ignore the cynic. I can totally see this as the closing scene of a family TV show script. “…then they kiss tenderly, then a bit more passionately, and then…Fade to Black. The End.”

  3. woo on 2008-06-02 13:36:00 wrote: you guys make me sick…

  4. John on 2008-06-02 20:12:15 wrote: I guess the sarcasm isn’t coming through.

  5. Sylvia on 2008-06-03 14:46:50 wrote: Perhaps not. But if woo is sick I believe our work here is done! ;)

  6. Sue on 2008-06-03 16:04:18 wrote: You know that conversation has a whole different flavor if the genders are swapped (and “boy” becomes “dog”).