The Look
Me: So apparently there’s arsenic in chicken feed.
Husband: I see.
Me: You just got that “look.”
Husband: What look?
Me: The “My wife is being stupid look.”
Husband: Oh. *sheepish chuckle* I do that?
Me: Yeah.
Husband: So the look you have right now, is that the, “I’m going to punch my husband in the balls” look?
Me: Yeah.
Husband: Though come to think of it, I think that’s all of your looks.
