Me: Our gas bill is up this month. It’s almost twice our normal bill. I figure it’s because it’s our budget anniversary month.
Austin: I just figured it was because of all those tacos we ate this weekend.
Me: Our gas bill is up this month. It’s almost twice our normal bill. I figure it’s because it’s our budget anniversary month.
Austin: I just figured it was because of all those tacos we ate this weekend.
I take calcium supplements. I was complaining about them.
Austin: Take a break from them. Soften your bones.
Me: Hard bones for a hard heart.
Austin: I want your bones soft. So it will look more like an accident when I push you down the stairs.
Austin: Look at this lone mushroom growing up in our yard. It looks like someone discarded a breast implant in our yard. 
While defrosting chicken breasts, Austin makes some innuendos that are predictable. I growl at him.
Austin: I’m a naked feast of eye candy.
Me: I’m on a diet.
I have a four-day weekend, so I have a long to do list.
Me: I need to clean the drains and the toilets, I need to get into the yard and cut down the weeds. I also need to caulk the tub tonight while you’re gone.
Austin: You’ll want to wash the dishes too.
Me: “Want” is the wrong description.
Me, as the fridge won’t close: I’ve tried everything to get the catsup to stand up in the door, but it keeps falling over. 
Austin: If you want to catch up to stand up, use tomato paste. 
Me, face palm: Ba-dum-dum.
Austin: I heard it from a reliable sauce.
Austin: That ski machine is a $?!:%*. A heartless /%*!?. Just like you.
Me: I’ll talk to her.
Austin: No, ‘cause then the two of you will become friends.