So, my wife texts and wants me to pick up something called Tequila Rose Cocoa. God only knows what that is. I guess I'll have to find a liquor store outside my normal route, 'cause I ain't ever showing my face after bellying to the register to buy that. Not sure I wanna shop at a place that even sells something like that.
"Yes sir, that Tequila Rose Cocoa looks lovely with your purse."
Man, she goes through child birth twice and you'd think she never let me live that down. SWMBO indeed!