After my wife and I got stranded in an elevator, we told our children about it when we returned home.
They simply said, glancing at us. “Soooo….. …did you really escape?”
I informed her that in order to keep it close to my heart at all times, I was having it embalmed, covered in glass, and attached to a keychain.
“Why the f**k would you want to do that?” asked the wife. She shouted.
Me: “Well, I’ll always be close to solid wife-eye that way.”
