If you haven't learned by now, Mr. Superman and I have some pretty interesting conversations. I'm used to it for the most part, but other times, Mr. Superman will make a statement or ask a question that literally has me going, "Where the H did that come from?" Upon Mr. Superman getting undressed for me to give him a hair cut and then shower, he discovered he had a bug bite under his nipple (I couldn't resist throwing in the nips). It was pretty large and extremely irritated. He had no idea where it came from and when I asked if it hurt, this conversation occurred.
Me: Oh my gosh, that's huge! Does it hurt?
Him: Well it didn't but now that I can see it and am thinking about it, it hurts really bad.
Me: Oh dear.
A few minutes later after afore mentioned haircut and shower.
Him: Hey baby, if this bug bite gets serious and ends up paralyzing me from the nipples down, would you still love me and take care of me forever?
Me: Of course sweetheart.
Him: Even if I live to be a hundred?
Me: How about I just take care of you until I die?
Him: Very well.
Him: Hey baby, if you ever got paralyzed from the nipples down, could we still do it?
Me: Sure sweetie.
Him: Could I wax you every once in a while since you wouldn't be able to feel it?
Me: I would fully expect you to.
Me: Do you know, I thought you were about to be really sweet and tell me you would take care of me forever.
Him: What? Those things don't count?