Why I Love My Wife

[drwex]

or, why we're perfectly suited for each other.

I come in the door this evening looking cranky.
Pygment: What's up?
Me: Oh, the latest saga from the joyous world of job hunting.
Pygment: What's that?
Me: I've got a headhunter annoyed at me because, apparently, I intimidated her secretary.
Pygment: SCORE! (arms raised in the victory position)
*we both bust up laughing*

Pygment: We're mean.
Me: Yes, we're bad people. I love you.

(There's a good chance this won't be as funny to anyone who isn't us and wasn't here, but if you are, it was.)