I got the best one.
I went to a baseball game with my husband. He went to get us hotdogs. I said I only wanted ketchup on mine (expecting a really good hotdog like they have in my home state which doesn't need anything really) he comes back with exactly what I asked for. For himself he got one with ketchup, mustard, and onion. I take one bite of mine and realize it's a crappy hotdog and it needs all those toppings! My husband then hands me his and says "here, we'll switch" I'm like "no, you got me exactly what I asked for and you made yours the way you wanted it. It's my fault. I'll eat the boring hotdog." He insisted we switch anyway because "then we'll both have half of each." So yeah, I've got the best husband.











