I am not sure my wife talks because I don't listen
I drive a camouflage truck. She calls it the dirty truck and says it stinks. She fusses if I bring in muddy or skunky clothes into the house. She says not to come to bed without a shower. She loves that I take my boy. She can't stand sensitive girly men and is glad I am who I am. She can't decide who is crazier me or my dogs.
While she does not understand me but she is glad her man is a man, her boy is a boy, and I am glad my dogs are dogs and my wife tolerates me and my obsessions.
