Me: “If you want a different woman, fine! But you can’t move her in with me and expect me to cook for her!!”
The Viking: “What? I don’t want a different woman.”
Me: “You say that now, but when you find her at a pizza joint down the street you will be singing a different tune!”
The Viking: “Why would I go looking for a woman in the pizza place?”
Me: “That’s what I would like to know.”
The Viking: “There isn’t even a pizza place down the street. The closest one is up on the hill.”
Me: “Hmmmm. Why would I dream there is a pizza place down the street?”
The Viking: “I don’t know. It’s your dream.”