Lynn spousal banter –

Robert: (gazing at my desk in amazement) “It’s a good thing you didn’t become a surgeon.”

Me: “Pray tell, why my love?”

Robert: “There’d be body parts everywhere with sticky-notes on them – ‘Fred Johnson’s spleen,’ ‘Mary Smith’s appendix,’ and you’d be digging through them frantically saying ‘What on earth did I do with Tom Miller’s left kidney?!?”

Me: “Now, wait a second buster!…”

Robert: “Am I right or am I right?”

Me: (thinks a moment…) “I got nuthin’.”