Jag: "Would you give me a wet wipe to wipe off your son's bum?"
Maken: "Oh, wow. He's literally full of shit!"
Jag: "No, he's not. He used to be quite full of shit, now the shit is smeared over his buttocks. And he's trying to crawl off the changing table, would you help me keep him on the table while I wipe him off?"
Maken: "He's literally putting his ass on the line!"
Jag: "No, he's not literally putting his ass on the line, he's literally trying to crawl off the changing table. What the fuck, Maken?"
Maken: "Well, he is kinda putting his ass on the line..."
Jag: "He had his ass near the edge of the changing table. This is not literally. And your puns are terrible, because they don't work either as a description of what actually happened or as a pun. Your making no sense at all, and our son's buttocks are covered with poo. You're full of shit."
Åh, han kommer att bli så arg när han ser att jag skrivit om honom och hur dum han är. Det blir han bokstavligen varje gång, utom ibland.