The Crazy Lady Down the Street

Today I'm grateful for my spouse. When I say, "Why the fuck are you so angry at me anymore that anything I say you answer short-tempered or fight word for word over it?" He replies, "What?... When? .... Huh? I didn't mean to be .... sorry." Instead of saying something akin to "Bite me, bitch, I'll be crabby when I damn well feel like it." Which is probably closer to what my answer would be to him if the situation were reversed. Well, I'd think that answer anyway. ;-)