Staring Into The Face Of My Pain

My wife and I have an odd sense of humor. After a long day at the waterpark her face is beet red. We’re getting into bed and she is complaining about the pain.)

Wife: “My face hurts.”

Me: “It’s hurting me, too.”

Wife: *glares at me for a moment then reaches behind her and turns off the light* “Is that better?”

Me: “Much.”

(We burst out laughing and kissed goodnight.)

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