My Wonderful Wife: “Hold still, child… I want to scrape that little bit of dried blood off your face.”

Little Miss Thing, age 5, recoiling: “Why? Are you going to sell it?’

WW: (slow blink) “Hey, honey, can I get a little help here?”

Me: “Hey… it’s a valid question.”


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