Here’s a conundrum for you:
My husband forgot to pack his toothbrush. We are on holidays for the next 2 weeks, and he forgot his toothbrush. Without even ASKING, he just starts using mine.
I’m like, get your plaque-ridden grills off my soft-bristle brush you gingivi-freak!
Then he’s all like, what the problem is??
And I don’t really know WHAT the problem is. I have no problem kissing him, having sex with him (on occasion), sharing towels, facecloths, our bed, napkins, water bottles, utensils, plates, bowls, hot beverages, alcoholic beverages or backwashed beverages with him. I wash the skid marks out of his boxer briefs, I pop his nasty-ass pimples INCLUDING one he had on his ass that hurt so much he couldn’t sit, and yet when he starts spreading the love on my toothbrush, I am completely heebie-jeebied.
What’s the verdict? Am I crazy yet?