Learning a lesson
Vince is cooking something delicious-looking for dinner, and I walk into the kitchen to spy a bowl of green peppers, chopped and ready to put in the stew. As I pass through, I grab a piece and throw it in my mouth as a little pre-dinner snack while he’s cooking.
“SPIT IT OUT!” Vince hates me stealing ingredients he is chopping. I keep chewing.
“No, seriously, spit it out. Spit it out now. I will tell you why.”
I reluctantly take the half-chewed piece of pepper out of my mouth and go to put it in the bin. “What’s the big problem?”
“I chopped that pepper with the same knife and board that I chopped the raw chicken in the stew.”
Lesson learned: Stop eating veggies Vince has chopped for dinner.

why can’t you womens listen to us mens when we tell you sh*t?