Disparity (the good kind)

Simon sits on the living room sofa, laptop on lap, listening raptly.  Amy ambles upstairs from having gotten her Facebook fix on the computer downstairs.

Amy: What are you watching there?

Si: A TED presentation on what the Large Hadron Collider is hoping to achieve for science.

Amy:  Oh God! [walks away]  I really can't believe I married you sometimes.

Simon: [defensively]  Come on!  It's pretty much the greatest single scientific device ever created!  It just may give us the means to confirm the building blocks of the universe as they came into existence at the Big Bang!  It could...

Amy: [interrupting, kissing me on the head] Yes, dear, I know.  It's OK.  I really do know why I married you.

Si: [very coherently]  What?  Huh?

Amy:  It's 'cause you're the bomb in bed.

Comments

[Satchel Pooch]

You married well, sir!

[Émilie B]

Of course, Amy will have to validate the authenticity of this conversation.

(It seems the end of summer is starting to hit the blogosphere.)

[Mark]

Glad to see you back out here.

I'd be willing to wager there was some major eye-rolling going on, too. I know because I get the eye-roll from my wife quite often.

Example:

Me: Crap!
Shannon: What?
Me: Nothing.
Shannon: No, really, what?
Me: I can't run gparted on an NTFS partition from within Puppy Linux.
Shannon: Glad I asked.
Me: I tried to tell you.

[Moksha Gren]

Ah, sarcasm... ;)

[fv]

sex bomb, sex bomb, you're the sex bomb