Mr. Amazing: I know who wears the pants in this house
me: It is you!
Mr. Amazing: me?
me: Unless it comes to activity planning
Mr. Amazing: or dinner
me: You wear the pants
Mr. Amazing: or cleaning
me: Well… you bring home the bacon?
Mr. Amazing: wait, what am I in charge of?
me: I fry it up in a pan? and never ever let you forget your a man… Like that… Feminists everywhere are combusting spontaneously and they dont know why
Mr. Amazing: never ever let me forget I’m a man? really? you just typed that?
me: Its a song!
Mr. Amazing: how do you remind me that I’m a man, exactly?
me: The song said it!
Mr. Amazing: hold up
me: No no no… you hold up!
Mr. Amazing: so you are quoting lyrics from a song
me: You made me type that… I blame you
Mr. Amazing: but not with intentions of meaning what you are typing.
me: that whole pants in the family bull shit
Mr. Amazing: lol you are just upset because everyone thinks you run this house
me: I am actually! Because I don’t! You all do, and I just help you do it right ROTFLMAO!
Mr. Amazing: I could disappear for a year and people would barely notice I was gone
me: Liar! You know that isnt true
Mr. Amazing: the dishes would be done, the house would be spotless
you could have a robot leave paper towels in random locations
and leave clothes in the bathrooms
and watch TV
me: I totally would never buy that robot, Just sayin
Mr. Amazing: they may notice the lack of paper and mess
me: This is all on you… You are as big of a contributor as you choose to be
Mr. Amazing: from now on, only I wear that pants
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me: I AM SOOOO BLOGGING THAT! OMG!