Me: "Okay, you get points for being clever, but it's really not funny to wake up to the judgemental eyes of Andrew Jackson watching me sleep."
Hubby: "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Me: "THE CHANGE JAR. Andrew Jackson is STARING at me, and I'm lying here half asleep being watched by some voyeuristic dead president."
Me: "I'll send you a picture."
|Andrew Jackson disapproves of your saving habits.|
Him: "Holy Crap. That IS really creepy."
Me: "I thought YOU did it."
Him: "Nope. I'm not that clever."
Me: "This just proves Andrew Jackson is stalking us from beyond the grave. We better not spend that twenty. It's probably cursed."
Him: "Doesn't that mean we should spend it?"
Me: "No, because if he gained sentience in our jar he'd probably be pissed to be given away in trade for enchiladas or something."
Me: "I know right."
Him: "No, now I want Enchiladas."
Me: "Crap. Me too. Jackson's days are numbered."