So, we live in a basement suite, see. And there are lots of spiders. And I'm forever hollering to Joel that I found a spider and can he come and kill it for me. Then this morning...
Joel: Hey babe, I found a spider. Do you want to come and kill it for me?
Me: Not really. That's your job
Joel: Oh. I thought whichever of us found the spider first got to call the other one to come and kill it.