Your husband, John, called asking for you to pick him up from work. In which, you did —- only problem is, you forgot to put on pants.

Flash forward to picking up John, he looked at you fighting back a chuckle as he said, “Darling, really?”

“I forgot to put pants on, okay?” You answered hotly.

“How you forget to put pants on?” He asked.

He knelt down on the passenger side of the vehicle as he said, “Okay, here’s the plan. If we get stopped and they ask you to step out.”

“John…” you replied.

He continues, “I’m staying right here…”

“No, you’re…” you protested.

John cuts you off as he finishes his sentence, “and you’re gonna have to step out, love.”

Not long after heading home, halfway there due to a broken taillight of the car. The flash of red and blue were seen. You looked towards John who was holding back a laugh. As you spoke annoyed, “Really? I don’t have fucking pants on.”

John turns to you, chuckling whilst still in uniform, “Somebody’s gonna have to get out.” As he broke into tears from laughing too hard.