Sitting in bed after a luxurious dinner of pizza and ice cream last night, my wife shows me a vehicle for sale nearby posted on her facebook.

“Hey! Look at this!”
“It’s for sale.”
“... But, you didn’t want the property to be covered in cars.”
“I don’t.”
“Then why are you showing me this?”
“Because I thought you’d like it!”
“I do like it! I want to buy it, though!”
“Oh, babe. If it you want it and it makes you happy, go ahead!”

Coupling this and the time time she suggested I flip the [coupe I recently bought] and buy a 635csi, I’m thinking she’s loading up on ammo to lobby for second puppy or something. Weh-heh-heh-hell. Good luck, ma’am.