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LOL! You caught me off guard there for a minute.
I plead guilty to facetiousness in the first degree. AND I'm a habitual offender. I think it's genetic. (My grandmother was music hall singer in England. I never had a chance.)<p.But, yeah, the boss-lady has to put up with inert husband mumbling responses.
"Honey, I'm pregnant."
"That's nice dear, but I'm reading."
"Honey we won the lottery."
"That's nice dear, but I'm reading."
"Honey, the house is on fire and your guns are melting." "That's nice dear, but I'm reading."