Manly, yes, but I...oh, never mind
Scene: my house, Sunday afternoon
Wife: I'm running to the grocery store, I'll be back in a minute.
the Husband: What are you getting?
Wife: Some stuff we need for tonight...green beans, rolls, drinks for the kidlets, and something desserty in case your sister doesn't show up.
the Husband: Hey! You know what I'd like?
Wife: (quizzical look on her face)
the Husband: Some bubble bath! I want to take a bubble bath.
Wife: We have bubble bath. It's that fancy stuff you bought for me.
the Husband: Yeah, I know. But that's too girly. I want something manly.
Wife: Manly? Manly bubble bath? What is manly bubble bath?
the Husband: Mr. Bubble. (pause) This is going to be on the blog, isn't it?
Wife: Oh, yeah.