On the sofa with my wife last night:
Me: Honey, you remind me of an onion.
Wife: Because I have so many layers to my personality?
Me: No...
Wife: Oh, OK, something stupid like you'll cry when you slice me up?
Me: No...
Wife: OK, OK, you'd prefer it if I was battered?
Me: No...
Wife: You either love me or hate me? I'm good in small doses? I can be overpowering?...
Me: No...
Wife: Oh, alright, why then?
Me: You smell of onion.Submitted by: giorgiss
