Sometimes when my wife sighs heavily, it

Sometimes when my wife sighs heavily, it makes me really really really mad.
Back in the days when we wrote love letters I thought it was cute that she'd actually right *sigh" to express herself. But now after 7 years of marriage, her sighs busted my spleen
display case. They were so high pitched due to the whistling from my wife's deviated septum. I was able to save most of my spleen collection, but it was a race against time to find
where I had left my secret key before I had to leap out of the window to avoid the choking flames. I looked over to my wife and yelled
"I'M GOING BACK IN!" "NO!" she screamed. "YOU'LL BE KILLED!" I smashed in the front door, determined to retrieve the secret key. Flames licked my skin as ash and smoke rained down
from the toasters nailed to the ceiling. Flaming toast crumbs threatened to set my goatee on fire. In haste I made my way to the bedroom, where I knew the waffle iron would
create an escape barrier between me and the falling, flaming crumbs. I had to get out of there fast but where to? All of the windows were sealed shut with icing, what was I to do?
You should have eaten the icing, and fast!
it was the only way to counteract the poision! but since she didnt eat the icing
she had a heart attack and died. Icing heaven.

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