This is my wife Alex. She is fantastic. Above we see a picture of her response to a futile attempt to scare me; she was foiled by my exceptional alertness. Better luck next time dear.
Yesterday, when I returned home, a blast of natural gas enveloped my senses as I entered our small apartment. My wife, probably stressed from the 48 hours of non-stop studying she had recently conquered, left our gas stove turned on without a flame.
Seizing the opportunity, I quickly texted to inform her that these assassination attempts had thus far proven unsuccessful.
Two minutes later, I open the fridge to find this. Go ahead. Who doesn't enjoy a game of "One of these things doesn't belong.."
Two minutes later, tragedy struck again.
Stress is real folks. Take a vacation from your problems.