He: What's dinner?
Me: Jambalaya! Hah! Son2 will hate it!
He: Is this a new policy? Are you out to get him or something?
Me: No, I've just figured out that I can cook a lot more stuff if I don't have to care whether he likes it or not. He hates everything I make anyway.
He: That's not true, there are some things he likes.
Me: Yeah, like two things. He's like your dad. And I respect your mom, but I don't want her life.
He: You could occasionally make something he likes.
Me: He could occasionally eat something I make!
He: Well, I guess you're even then.
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