
My husband.
In the 'finals of Fantasy Football'.
Killing me slowly. And painfully, I might add.
Yesterday, he said, "But do you understand how MONUMENTAL this is?"
I said, "The only monument I care about will be your headstone. And it will read, 'Here lies HDH. He talked too much about fantasy football so I had to kill him'".

Justifiable, for sure.



