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That’s funny in a factual sort of way.
In my twenty-six years of marriage I’ve learned a few things (only a few things because I’m a man 😆 )
I’ve learned: that should the world come to an end tomorrow it would somehow be my fault. I’ve never won, nor will I ever win, an argument because my wife is equipped with a mind like a steal trap that will recall matters of my wrong doing from since before we got married. I can’t remember yesterday. My wife will always allow me the final word in any argument: “Yes dear…Yes dear…Yes dear…”. We live by two rules. Rule number 1: She is never wrong. Rule number 2: If she is wrong, see rule number 1. Finally, I discovered long ago in the event of a misunderstanding I can choose to be right or I can choose to be happy; I choose to be happy. 
Oh, and I love her very much!