Me: What are you making over there, with your hot sauce.
Him: Tacos… I told you.
Me: Oh, that’s right.
Him: No one ever listens to me anymore.
Me: That’s not true. I listen, I just don’t remember.
Him: That’s not much of an excuse.
Me: It is, too. I’m old.
Him: You’re not that much older than me.
Me: Then that doesn’t give you much hope, does it?
Jammie J's Quest 