The other day, my husband was changing a lightbulb in the laundry room. I came downstairs to see him standing precariously on the tips of his toes, trying to remove the light fixture.
Me: Do you need a step stool?
Him: (Quizzical look) A s*ex tool????
Me: (Unamused look)
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He would have been really confusing when you returned with a step stool after answering “yes.”
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