Hus­band: Geez! Alls you do is sit on your ass and play with the kids.
Wife: I’m sor­ry I am not Car­ol-freak­ing-Brady! We have six fuck­ing kids and I still have no Al­ice! Give me a break and cook din­ner your-fuck­ing-self! The kids are eat­ing PB&J — end of dis­cus­sion.
Hus­band: The Brady Bunch was for me like Snow White was for you.
Wife: But the dwarfs here don’t whis­tle while they work. I still want Al­ice!
Hus­band: You al­ways get the last word. I can’t top that! Dammit!

–So­ho

Over­heard by: Lau­ra