We have not had AC in the Big Momma household for at least 2 years. I have never cared much as I like to have the doors and windows open in the summer. A few weeks ago, the Mister had some companies come out and take another look. You see, he is a very sweaty man and AC is just as important to him as sex. Apparently all that was needed was a new valve thingamabobby. A $400 valve thingamabobby. So like fools with money to burn, we agreed.
Today 2 guys came to replace the valve. After they left, I call Mr. Big Moma to tell him that his sweaty days and nights are over: the AC finally works! Here is the actual conversation:
BM: "Hi honey. The AC guys just left."
MBM: "Is it working?"
BM: "Well, my nipples are hard!"
MBM: "Sweet. How did you pay them?"
(This question shocked me because the 2 of us searched the entire house to find our checkbook, which seems to always be missing even though we hardly ever write check.)
BM: "With sex."
MBM: "Good girl. Always saving me money. Love you shit head."
BM: "Love you mother fucker."