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A conversation between a husband and a wife.

Wife is in bathroom brushing her teeth.  Wife looks down and notices something.  Wife calls to husband.

“Honey, will you come here please?” – Wife

“Just a minute.” – Husband

Husband enters into bathroom.  Wife finishes brushing her teeth.

“Do you see that?” – Wife

Wife points to object lying in the sink.

“What is that?” – Wife

Husband looks closely at object.

“That looks like a hair.” – Husband

“I know it is a hair, but what kind of hair is it?” – Wife

Husband looks at hair closer.

“It looks like a pubic hair.” – Husband

“What is a pubic hair doing in MY bathroom sink?  Is it yours?” – Wife

“No, it’s not mine.  And I thought we shared the bathroom.  I didn’t realize it was your bathroom.” – Husband

“Why is there pubic hair in the bathroom sink?  Whose is it?” – Wife

“Maybe it is yours.” – Husband

“What?  No, it’s not mine.  I would know if it was mine.  Besides how would I get pubic hair in the sink?” – Wife

“Well, maybe it is one of the boys.  Not the little guy of course.  Did you notice anything else in the bathroom when you came in?” – Husband

“What do you mean, anything else?  Like what?” – Wife

“I don’t know scissors or crunchy towels?” – Husband

“Scissors?  Crunchy towels?  Why would those things be in the bathroom?” – Wife

Husband raises eyebrows.

“Scissors for hair trimming and crunchy towels for…” – Husband

“What the…no, you did not just say that.  Don’t say that.  God, no.  There were no scissors or crunchy towels.” – Wife

Wife grabs small piece of toilet paper.  Wife wipes up hair and tosses it into the trash.

“This is your fault you know.  It’s the sperm that determines the sex of the child.  I have three boys because your sperm thought I was meant to be a mother of boys.  Well, I’m not cut out for this crap.  Do not ever bring up ‘crunchy towels’ again.” – Wife

Wife walks out of bathroom.

“Honey, I’m sorry.  I was just trying to explain what may have happened.  Honey?” – Husband.