12. When my husband and I first started dating, he had just bought a new car. His first new car. A few weeks in, my car broke down, and he let me borrow his when he went out of town. Literally an hour after I got this car, I scraped the side into a fucking cement pillar. Just scratched the ever loving shit out of it. I called him, crying, to tell him what happened. He asked, “are you ok? yes? Then everything is fine”. The car is still scratched to shit, 8 years later.
13. My wife likes squeezing black heads out of my back. At normal glance it doesn’t look like I have any, I can’t see them using a mirror. But it’s like a mission to her.