The bit
My love language is puns and dumb jokes, Fozzie Bear levels of dumb.
That's love in its purest form right there, finding the perfect line and tap-dancing on it.
Hope you all enjoy. I've been submitting cartoons to The New Yorker for about two years, and they recently published my first one (https://www.reddit.com/r/BummerParty/s/ZaY0Psbbki). (They passed on this one, but it found a home elsewhere.)
Being able to tease your partner without being mean is the surest sign of a good relationship.
A tiny bit of mean is good sometimes too. Like: my wife is terrified of pooping at work. The other day she called me from work and whispered, โI had to poop at work!!!โ I pretended I couldn't hear her and made her repeat it several times, a bit louder each time. By the end of the call, all her coworkers were giggling. I didn't get in trouble. She can take a joke.
It's an art.
โAnd that's why you're <does a Borat voice> MY WIIIIIFEโ
I told you, two more Borat impressions and I'm leaving you.
My wife disagrees
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