This morning I was showering when Paul stumbled, bleary-eyed, into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Him: *yawn* Morning, babe. *scratch*
Me: Good morning yourself! (peering out from behind the shower curtain) Did you know your hair is sticking up funny in the back?
Him (sarcastic): Yeah. It helps me fly.
Me: Very funny.
Me: If you’ve been able to fly all this time and you haven’t taken me for a ride, you’re in big trouble, mister.
Him: This I know.