I had good intentions, but my perma-boner for Alfie Allen impeded them once again. As a life lesson, when you send your husband your own specially curated softcore porn instead of the Chinese menu, it is not wise to fling your phone away from yourself in shock and horror because you clearly already have terrible luck and it will break.
Update next day, 4:30 pm:
He got me pretty good.
I’d say you win this round, Orie, but now I’ll think of Alfie Allen every time I go to bed so who’s the real winner?