Setting the Scene: I have this weird skin tag thing on my neck that’s been there (and growing) for a few months. It’s annoying but not painful and I haven’t had time to deal with it yet. The following conversation took place after I accidentally scratched it while getting ready for a Christmas party.
She Said: Is it bleeding?
He Said: I don’t think so.
She Said: Are you sure? I don’t want to pull on my sweater if it’s bleeding.
He Said: Why don’t you just go to the dermatologist and get it taken off?
She Said: That’s $40.
He Said: So?
She Said: Why would I pay $40 for something I can do myself for free.
He Said: Do it how?
She Said: Tweezers and a sharp knife. That’ll take care of it in 15 seconds.
He Said: That’s awful.
She Said: But it’s free.
He Said: It sounds painful.
She Said: Only for a man.
He Said: You should not be slicing things off your body with a knife.
She Said: You’d be amazed at what I can slice off with a knife.
He Said: You terrify me.
She Said: Aw. Thanks.
He Said: Not a compliment.
She Said: Nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.
He Said: You’re twisted.