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In the afternoon before the last final when the wife should be studying
wife: what does my hand smell like?
husband: that sounds like a set-up.
wife: no it's not.
husband - sniffs wife's hand, is interrupted by his own laughter. pauses then finishes sniffing.
wife: well?
husband: it smells like a hand. What do you think it smells like?
wife: I thought it smelled like cooter, but i haven't been touching my cooter.
husband: have you been touching someone else's cooter?
wife: No, that would make you sad.
husband: yeah, that's true.
wife: what does my hand smell like?
husband: that sounds like a set-up.
wife: no it's not.
husband - sniffs wife's hand, is interrupted by his own laughter. pauses then finishes sniffing.
wife: well?
husband: it smells like a hand. What do you think it smells like?
wife: I thought it smelled like cooter, but i haven't been touching my cooter.
husband: have you been touching someone else's cooter?
wife: No, that would make you sad.
husband: yeah, that's true.