Today I asked my husband the following question:
"Did you just fart Shave and a Haircut?"
He admits nothing.
Just heard from The Husband as he went upstairs:
"If someone has just peed in my bag, I'm going to be upset!"
(*I* have been on the couch the whole time. Wasn't me.)
Him: You're just a fragile flower of femininity, aren't you?
Me: And you're a delicate mushroom of masculinity.
Him: I'm a MAGIC Mushroom of masculinity, thank you!