We decided to go to the restaurant here in town for lunch and I had to parallel park - something I know how to do, but avoid if possible. After THE best parallel parking job of my driving career, dh freaks out and says "oh my god, Meg, you hit the car behind us!" I argued that if I had hit the car, I would've felt it. He jumps out of my SUV and goes to look at the damage. I'm freaking out and get out to investigate as well. The car behind us had a dent on both sides of their front bumper. Dh says "Look! You hit it!! There's red paint on their car!!" As I'm looking, I realize there is no possible way I hit the car. I look up at dh and he was fighting to keep a straight face.
He's such an ass. Lol.
I think I might put Bengay in his skivvies tonight. That'll teach him. Haha
Does your dh ever torment you?