A long time ago Allison and I realized that having separate bathrooms would be good for our marriage. But this morning I showered in Allison’s bathroom because we’re doing work in the bathroom downstairs. When I came out of the shower, in my bathrobe, Allison was in the bathroom by the sink.
Wife: “You’re soaking wet.”
Husband: “I can’t find my comb. Can I borrow yours?”
Wife: “Yes, but look in your pockets first to make sure it’s not there.”
Husband (after looking in pockets): “I didn’t find my comb but I did find a popcorn kernel.”
