When I met my now wife, I asked if she was vegetarian because she really loved animals.
She responded, "No, I just really hate vegetables."
Last week I was bored, so I decided to swap around the labels on my wife's spice rack.
So far, she hasn't noticed.
Mark my words though, the thyme is cumin.
I had an explosion in my kitchen last night.
I combined pasta and antipasto.
I'm sleeping on the couch tonight.
It's my fault. My wife just discovered that she is lactose intolerant and I asked her where she wanted to move to.
She stared at me in confusion.
I explained, "You live in the Milky Way Galaxy."