Boys will be boys…
SCENE: Bedroom of Marital Bliss. Hubs is trying to find a satisfactory t-shirt.
Hubs: (non-chalantly wads up an unsatisfactory t-shirt and stuffs it back in the drawer, then notices my quizzical stare and announces that it is actually folded, in his estimation.)
Me: Really?
Hubs: Sure! It’s small!
Me: Oh. I didn’t know that “smallness” was the goal.
Hubs: (shakes his head) Of course! Silly wife.