Hair Loon

Twenty-six years of marriage. Actual conversation:

Mike: Have you seen my hairbrush?

Donna: Yes, I put it with mine.

Mike: Better be careful, or they might mate and we'll get a bad sweater out of it.

Donna: I just put it there to clean.

Mike: [picks up his brush and points at the clump of hairs] Look here: 1973. Long before I met you.

Donna: Michael!

Mike: See this? [points again] That's the night I saw "The Sting."

Donna: [snorts] You're awful! You are awful!