Donkey: Are you going to be a good girl at the dentist?
Me: What’s in it for me?
Donkey: I’ll take you to Shoppers Drug Mart afterwards and let you rummage through the fun size bins?
Me: Oh sounds romantic.
Donkey: You’re a cheap date.
Me: No, if I were a cheap date I take you to Dollarama.
Donkey: I can’t let you go to Dollarama anymore. You get into theological discussions there.
Me: Just drive, Donkey. Let’s get this over with as quick as possible and get to those fun size bins.
Donkey: You know I’m going to have to go over to Timothy’s when I drop you off and buy a date square right?
Me: I’m the one going for root canal. How come you get a reward?
Donkey: Kismet.
Me: Opportunist.
Excerpts from actual conversations between my beloved and myself, which have taken place over almost 40 years of wedded bliss.
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