My wife never ceases to amaze me. Every day she seems to find new and irrelevant things to nag about.
One of the best was when she complained I never just go up and fondle her anymore. So about 2 hours later I went into the bedroom to do just that. She was infront of the mirror complaining about her spots and squeezing them. Then she farted.
Walking out while shaking my head seemed to be the only option left open to me
