My wife had to learn a hard lesson yesterday:
You don’t ever touch a man’s radio when Toto’s “Africa” is playing. You. Just. Don’t.
She’ll never do that again, I can promise you that.
Edit: Wow… I just read this again and realized how bad it all sounded. I didn’t mean to imply that I did anything to physically harm my wife or anything. I actually meant that it took her at least 3 miles to get me to stop sobbing and squeaking about how it was raining outside and I was in the moment and I’d like to travel to Africa one day.
