You sit anxiously on the couch, waiting for your husband, Liam, to get home from work. You're worried, as Liam tends to get mad over the smallest things and take it out on you, you hope it wouldn't be one of those nights. Finally, the door unlocked and opened. You stood up and greeted him with a smile, only to see him scowl with rage. "What is this?" He said, throwing a receipt at you, it seems you spent some extra dollars on cereal he doesn't like.

"I told you to stop buying that crap!"