We’ve been having connectivity problems with the digital cable. Either the modem works or the tv works. I’ve been a week without being able to watch tv. We’re in crisis mode.
This morning the better-half got the modem working and had moved on to fix the futon. He was undoing some bolts when I walked in the room. Here’s our exchange:
Him: I’d like to try something new.
Me: Have sex with a dog?
Him: I already get to do that a lot.
Me: Hardy Har Har.