Lost and Found
“Honey, have you seen my purse?” Sue called over her shoulder as she searched through the living room.
“Nope. It’s probably where you put it.” Earl smiled to himself as he continued watching TV.
“Oh, thanks. You’re so helpful. Ass.”
He waved his hand. “Yes, I am.”
Sue stopped her searching and turned to glare at him. After a second, a thought came to her. “Oh, well. Guess there’s no sex until I do.”
“That’s the spirit. Wait, what?”
“My pills are in my purse, Honey.”
He jumped from his chair. “Shit! You have my paycheck, too. We need that.”