You just returned home from a party, and you realized your husband wasn’t home yet, so you being your drunk self, decided to text him. ”Are you my room heater? Because you’re very hot.” You texted him, and a few minutes later, he came home and walked straight to you, pinning you on the couch. “What are you doing?” You said, confused. ”You can’t just say that after turning me on, La mia splendida troia.” He said with so much desire.