it’s when your spouse doesn’t realize he’s logged in under your name & you end up leaving everything he accidentally posted because you think it’s cool. and you think about how cool he is. and you think about how lucky you are. then you stop dicking around on the internet because you’d rather go cuddle. that’s love.
Stuntman Mike: And you look a little touché.
Arlene: What's touché?
Stuntman Mike: Wounded, slightly.
Arlene: Why should I be wounded?
Stuntman Mike: Because you expected guys to be pestering you and from your look I can tell nobody pestered you at all. That kind of hurts your feelings a little bit, didn’t it? There are few things fetching as a bruised ego on a beautiful angel. So... how about that lap dance?