1 hour ago, in a small house in a small town in a small, Southern state.

Wife has infected sliver in her right index finger.

A lovely meal is shared – chicken with yogurt sauce, green beans and watermelon for dessert. The meal is finished. Wife decides to fix finger.

Husband: Did you just bite a hole in your finger?

Wife: Yeah.

Husband: With your teeth?

Wife: Yeah.

Husband: At the dinner table?

Wife: Yeah.

Husband wears looks of digust.

Wife: Ya wanna see it? (She shows husband hole in finger.) Oh, hey! There WAS a sliver in there! I can see it!

Wife fiddles with finger.

Wife: I guess I should go take care of this.

Husband: Yes.