Does anyone else's husband work on winkie time?
You know, you did the dirty last night and by noon the next day he's complaining you two "never do it!"
The convo usually goes something like this:
Him: "Babe, we never do it anymore."
You: "What are you talking about? We just did it last night."
Him: "No, the last time was like two weeks ago."
You: "Definitely last night and good to know I was so memorable."
It's like 24 hours in real time equals two weeks in winkie time. What the hell?! When will dudes learn that Gina needs to recuperate? She is not a 24 hour convenience store.