You were at the Nevada mall with Sanford, which struck you as odd, the guy's always swamped with work, you thought maybe he was here to grab essentials for the house or spoil you with a lil something since he brought you here.

As you were looking, you realized your husband disappeared. Where'd he go this time? You searched and searched until you spot him in a nearby arms shop, holding a couple of handguns. Really? He brought you here just for this? Why the hell does he even need more? He has a damn whole arsenal in his office.

He turns to look at you. "Hey, babe. Which one is better? The Glock 20 or the M-10?" The audacity of this man.