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My husband says, "the dog needs to go out."


I, in partial slumber, slur, "What?"


He says, "Winter is whining, she needs to go out."


So, I get up go downstairs and let her out.


I get back in bed and my husband says, "Are you mad at me?"


I say, "No, why?"


He says, "You didn’t say anything after I asked you to let Winter out."


I said, "Yes, that is how I would like you to respond when I ask you to do something."


He says, "Oh, you were trying to set an example."


Then, he reaches over and pats my boob (it’s dark in our bedroom) and says, "Good luck with that, honey."

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