Background: Recently, Hubbs asked me yet again about something I had already explained to him in an email. My response was, “Do you have a monkey that reads your fu*%ing emails or something?” To which he replied yes.
Subject: Winter Semester
Me: I registered for 5 classes.
Hubby: That’s a lot of classes. Can we afford that?
Me: Yep. Ask your monkey to explain it to you. He should know.
Hubby: My monkey can’t talk. Duh. Don’t you think I’d be better informed if my monkey told me things? He just looks at stuff while I’m away.