My wife texted me “I love u”.
I said that’s my favorite letter, too.
My wife and I are inseparable.
In fact, last week it took four state troopers and a dog.
My wife and I have this running battle over the temperature setting for our air conditioning.
She wants it set cooler. I want it set warmer.
After a recent verbal exchange, she finally shouted, "It's your fault. You always said you wanted a hot wife!"
Mr. Benson: "Honey, last night I heard you complaining about me in your sleep."
Mrs. Benson: "Oh, that was just your imagination."
Mr. Benson: "My imagination? How so?"
Mrs. Benson: "That I was asleep."