I’m 5’8” and a size 16/18 depending on whether the jeans were designed by someone who hates women.
My husband was sitting in his office chair and I went in for a cuddle. He wraps his arms around me — mostly my butt — and goes, “My hands don’t even touch.”
Just like that. You know that 3-second pause where your brain is deciding if this is funny or if we’re starting a fight? That.
He immediately realizes he may have chosen chaos.
And then says “Wait! I mean— this is prime real estate and I’m a rich man.”
And honestly? The way that man backtracked.
I saw his soul leave his body and re-enter with better wording.
10/10 for recovery.
That’s all . Thanks for listening 😁