I'm Not Inheriting The Earth

Poor Eric. Last night he walked in from work:

Eric: I've had a really bad day....I'd love it if you could just be meek right now.

Me: What??

Eric: You know, just agree quietly with everything I say tonight. Don't critique anything that I do. Fawn all over me and make me feel like you adore me.

Me: Baby, if I knew how, I'd certainly do that for you.

Eric: Yeah, I know. Even a single strand of your hair is tougher than anyone I know....