that song stuck in your head

Preface: keys to the lamborghini

When your wife is mad at you…

Shave. Little known fact, probably not universally applicable, my wife hates my scraggly facial hair. I can surmise a few reasons why:

1. My whiskers feel like the demon children of a Brillo pad and a shuriken
2. I regularly ex-foliate her face with my upper lip
3. My mustache makes me look like a registered sex offender. 
4. I feel that facial hair entitles me to act like a pirate

I suppose the real lesson is to minimize trivial annoyances. Today’s lesson could very well have been, flush the toilet after you use it, which I do anyways, most of the time.