Last night, inside my car.
Emily : “Dear, promise me one thing. Drive carefully in Austin.” [I'll be flying there for a business trip this weekend]
Me : “I’m always careful. Don’t worry, baby.”
Emily : “Refrain yourself from picking your nose or teeth. It will affect your concentration.”
Me : “Did you just say ‘don’t pick my nose or teeth’?”
Emily : “Yes. Don’t do that when you’re driving..”
Me : “Oh pleaseee… I’ve never done that sort of things before! What makes you say that?”
Emily : “Yes you did.”
Me : “No I didn’t. At least not when I’m driving! You’re sick!”
Emily : “Whatever”
Me : [picks my nose and flicks some micro-boogers at Emily] “You asked for it.”
Emily : “Eeeeek!!!” [responds with a smacking reflex at the same time]
Girls… they always misunderstand us guys.