He said

So we’re sitting at the kitchen table one evening with the TV on in the background, eating a couple of burgers I’d grabbed on the way home from work. She’d given me a hard time over the weekend for not pulling my weight around the house, so I figure I’ll give her a break from making dinner. Sure, the burgers were two for $1.39, but she doesn’t have to know that.

“You really didn’t have to do this,” she says between bites.

“Hey,” I say, playing it totally smooth. “You’re worth it.”

Suddenly, though, I hear that jingle in the background, you know? The one from the burger place. I turn to the TV, and there’s an ad for the very same burger deal, with the low price and everything.

I know if she sees the ad, it’s going to blow my whole romantic gesture right out of the water. So thinking quickly, I grab the remote and I just zap the TV off – real fast, like a gunfighter.

Now she’s looking at me, and she’s looking at the TV, and she’s giving me that face of hers. That smug, superior stare she gets, the one that says she knows something’s up but she doesn’t know what. A pickle falls out of her burger and lands on the wrapper with a wet thud, and she doesn’t even notice. She’s just looking at me like she’s got me.

So I looked her in the eye, put on my most sensitive voice, and say, “We don’t talk enough.” I mean, I knew I had to say something.

She nods, and she smiles, and she goes back to eating her burger. Nailed it, bro!

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