Stick that on your spreadsheet and smoke it.

Just some random morning dialogue between Mr and Mrs Wang in the master bedroom--both are getting dressed for work.  They have no idea what the girls are doing but it's quiet and that's good.

JCW:  Did you hear the plastic hanger that fell off of your side of the bed in the middle of the night.  Dude, why was it there?  It startled me.
CCW:  I didn't hear it.  Funny, I sleep really well after I go to tennis.
JCW:  No shit--perhaps you would sleep better if you exercise more regularly.  Stick that on your spreadsheet and smoke it.
CCW:  I know...
JCW:  (Admiring my butt in my pants)...Hey, look how good my ass looks in these pants?  Jesus, first of all, what are you thinking?  This could be potentially opening Pandora's Box AND get over your ass obsession.
CCW:  Yeah...is that suit new?
JCW:  Okay, obviously not so good.  Kind of...I bought it in April.
CCW:  Have you worn any of those suits that Brendi gave you?
JCW:  Well, no.  Those suits are winter wool suits.  I haven't even tried them on yet.
CCW:  Right...wool suits being from Maine..sooo cold.
JCW:  Yeah, Ching because we are in tropical Massachusetts.  Next you are going to make that stupid Maine's state color is plaid.  Dude, what is up with your tie?  It's the length of a big boy tie that a 6 year old would wear?  
CCW:  Are you sniffing your clothes? 
JCW:  (As I am gathering my clothes for my workout), Yes.  I did just sniff my clothes--I need to make sure they still smell fresh because they are going to pack a powerful stink post workout.   
CCW:  I don't get your power of stink when you work out. 
JCW:  I guess it's a gift.  Are you kidding me?  The stink that comes out of your ass could shrivel steel.  And I work hard at the gym...again, I exercise.  

But I leave it at that...because we talk, we chuckle and just appreciate the fact that the girls are still quiet but we do haul ass downstairs since they have been quiet for quite some time.