Wife: After the kids go to bed you spend all your time downstairs playing your bass; can't you come sit with me in bed. Me: Ok (brings bass to bed to practice). Wife: That thing is huge, you are taking up 3/4 of the bed [ No snickers] --- Also wife: Can you please come up here and stop the kids from killing each other Me: Ok (brings bass upstairs to practice on couch) Kids: run around oblivious to the bass Wife: Oh my god, your daughter almost ran straight into that, you can't have something that huge up here with the kids running around. Me: (Thinks, ponders, considers, hems, haws, purchases short scale bass). Me: Tells wife about new bass coming Wife: Why do you need a second bass; you already have one. Me: Starting to explain. Her: Well, you better practice that thing 2 hours a night. Me: SMILE Her: Oh poopie, I just said that, didn't I Me: Yep. Her: Can I take it back. Me: The bass or your comment. Her: Either/both Me: Nope Her: Damn.