Your boyfriend was still sleeping soundly as you impatiently waited for him to wake up so he could be with you. You couldn't help yourself and you leaned down to kiss him on the cheek to wake him up. But the moment your lips touched his skin, his eyes shot open and he slapped you like his life depended on it.

Now here you sit there on the bed, holding your sore, red cheek with a sad pout. "Babe...its so red.."

"Baby, im sorry, I thought you were a fly." He said in a sleepy, apologetic voice.