Hubby: [in an accusing tone] Hey! Who used the last of the toilet paper and didn’t replace the roll?
There are only two of us in the house. We both know it was me.
Me: It was the dog.
Hubby: The dog?
Me: Yup. Saw him do it.
Hubby: Oh yeah?
Me: Yeah, he was all like I need some toilet paper. Rawr!
Hubby: Well, that’s pretty amazing that he’s using toilet paper.
And the morning goes on. I’ve noticed that most of our married people conversations are boring, weird and not really all that funny. Except to us. We think we’re hilarious.