I swear if DH had 1 million of his own yogurts in the fridge and I had 1 of mine HE WOULD STILL FUCKING EAT MINE
he has finished my yogurt again ‘it’s not that nice is it’ all while he has 9 of his own bastard yogurts in the fridge
WHY WHY WHY
actually can’t decide between leaving him or cold murder... such a hard choice.