*when discussing which of us would be more likely to break up with the other*
Me: It would totally be you. Look at me! I’m not getting any younger! Every day brings a new face line! And you’re ageing backwards with your annoying baby skin!
The Boy: Ah don’t worry, you’re like a fine cheese.
The Boy: Yes *sniggers* No, I meant something else…not cheese…wine, I meant fine wine.
Me: Too late, you said cheese.
The Boy: *sniggers again*