Me, about a woman on cutthroat kitchen: I’d like to arm wrestle her

My wife: Oh? Are you trying to say you have a crush?

Me: well I wouldn’t kiss her but I might let my hand linger a little after we arm wrestle

My wife: You do have a crush oh my god

It’s Saturday night and I’m drunk so I want you all to know my wife and I sing cheesy love poems to each other to the tune of we are the crystal gems but we always end with and Steven because that’s how you have to end the song at only right and doing