-Why don't you tell me when you have an org@sm?
--I would, but you're never home when it occurs.
Yes dear! You're absolutely right dear!!! Now can I go out with the bats?
"Honey, why is there nothing to eat in here? It's your job to do the shopping, you know. Wouldja go out and get me a pizza and some brewskies before the game starts?"
Oh, the bottom part? That's my late husband.
Hilda was forced to raise her little one by herself after her husband ran off with that Goodall tramp.