Me: Do you want the chicken cut in chunks or slivers?
Husband: I don't care - Wait. Will I have to cut it if it's in slivers? Better make it chunks.
Me; What do you have against cutting your food?
Husband: I don't like to do it.
Me: Why?
Husband: I'm just lazy I guess.
Me: Lazy? That's beyond lazy. That's the ultimate lazy. Maybe I should just chew your food for you and spit it down your throat, like birds do.
Husband: *Laughing* No that's okay - just cut it in bite sized pieces.
Me: Maybe we should just buy you baby food - it's all pureed you wouldn't even have to chew.
Husband: *Distractedly* Yeah, maybe - that's an idea.
