I wish I would lose my cell phone. I don't always take it with me and it feels so free.
My bank card, only because I take it out to order online and forget to put it back in my purse. My husband will find it and put it in his wallet and forget to tell me.
I have never won an argument with my wife.
Does that make me a loving husband, or pussy-whipped?
I don't lose stuff; stuff tags along as I go about my work and then it jumps off at the wrong station.
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