When the residents of the home of the slightly insane are awake at one AM, some strange conversations take place.
Sweet Husband: Do you remember when we were young and I asked you what's for dinner and you said fried testicals and onions?
Me: Laughing already, yep I remember, you didn't seem to be hungry for that.
SH: Hell no, not when I found out I was supplying the main course!!
Me: You called my job and acted like an ass with the receptionist because I was having a staff meeting.
SH: I was jealous back then, but you are right, I should not have done that. In the beginning I worried you would figure out you could have done a lot better
picking a husband.
Me: I didn't do such a good job the first time, but I did it right the second time.
SH: You just have to understand that for years when I smelled onions frying, I had to check my stuff to make sure everything was still where it was supposed to be, because I acted like an ass a lot of the time, and you would just laugh and I worried that it was gonna happen.
SH: Do you remember pulling a gun on me?
Me: Butthead, it was a water pistol.
SH: But it could have been a real gun, you told me either shut up the bitching or you would shoot!!!
ME: With a water pistol.
SH: Yes, but I bitched a lot back then, and we had real guns in the house, I knew what you were telling me.
ME: Back then?
SH: I quit bitching after you did that because I was scared of your little skinny crazy ass.
Me: Where was I when you quit bitching, I must have missed that 5 minute period of time???
SH: Are you trying to say you do not remember putting that water pistol to my temple and telling me that if I did not quit bitching you were going to snap and next time it might be the real thing.
ME: I seem to remember snippets of a conversation like that.
SH: Snippets ass, you said it, I believed it.
Me: But you didn't quit bitching.
Sh: Well, you know, leopards and spots and all that stuff.
ME: I still have a water pistol around here somewhere.
SH: Yeah, but I broke the end of it off, so I am safe from it now.
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