Rubbing my chopsticks
| Setting... Having dinner at a local, Chinese restaurant. | |
| Husband: | *takes out chopsticks, sees splinters, and scrapes the chopsticks together* |
| Wife: | You aways do that. |
| Husband: | No, I don't. I only did it this time because there were splinters. |
| Wife: | No, you ALWAYS do it. Stop lying, all the time. |
| Husband: | I swear, I rarely do it. |
| Wife: | No. |
| Husband: | Trust me. I've been with myself more than you have. |
| Wife: | ...hahaha. |
