He complained about his weight gain.
She said:Â “I need to look up some cooking-light type recipes online so we can start eating more healthy.”
He exclaimed, apparently appalled:Â “Why would you want to do that?!”
She said, clearly baffled:Â “Weren’t you just complaining about your weight?”
He said: “What does that have to do with eating healthy?”
She stared at him, wondering if he’d suddenly lost his mind.
He continued: “I mean, I thought our goal was to get into heaven, right?Â So what’s with your planning meals for hell?”
She found no point on which to counter his logic and instead asked him if he’d rather have a salad or ice cream for dinner.
He had Mint-Chocolate Chip.Â She had Moose Tracks.