Me: Ooh! I thought of a new kahlua drink!
Me: Don't call me a lush.
Ben: I didn't...out loud.
Me: It's from being raised so strictly southern baptist.
Ben: Well, I'm glad you're making up for it now.
Me: I barely have time to make up for it now. You keep getting me pregnant.
Ben: Do you hear how awful that sounds?
Ben: Fine. I'm sorry I keep knocking you up and getting in the way of your make-up drinking.