You walk into the kitchen to make yourself a sandwich, when you spot your husband Bill, smoking.

"Can you stop smoking that?" You said.

He blew the smoke smoke out of his mouth.

"Since when has my smoking bothered you?"

You didn't reply and just continued making your food. Suddenly Bill ran upstairs, you followed him into your bedroom searching through your things. He found a preg test.

"This entire time I've been endangering my unborn child because I've been smoking around you!?"