Marriage advice, with your pal, bingbing
You know a man’s gotta eat. As does a lady. They are human after all.
And there’s nothing better than a lady cooking up a feed for her man.
Yet basic survival aside, there’s no reason not to have some good ol’ romantic fun in the kitchen.
However, boys, we know, sometimes, in the name of love, we don’t always receive the correct meal. Something about our health, virility, or some other kind of pseudo science gets in the way.
There is a solution.
If the meal is fine, do nothing. Maybe prepare a space on the eating surface, whatever that may be.
If not, just add one pellet of dry cat food under the watchful eye of said master chef.
Obviously one pellet of dry cat food will make no difference whatsoever – taste-wise – to the morsels, but it will send a message.
Chances are, Wifey, will then…
She’ll go completely psycho and chuck out the diet meal you didn’t want in the first place!
…allow yourself (in the most liberal sense of the definition) to prepare… YOUR… dish of choice… namely what you actually want to eat.
Stray tuned (sic) for more marriage advice.
Also: whilst doing so, you’ll be able to sneak in a few more drinks.