Some books should just not be explained when you’re tryingtofinishthemohmygodwhy.
Husband *peering over top of book*: And then the captor said to the prince, why are you holding a loaf of bread?
Me: Shut up.
Husband: And the prince replied, that’s not a loaf of bread, that’s my penis.
Me: Shut UP.
Husband: And the captor replied, I know.
Me: I’M TRYING TO READ HERE OKAY?!
Husband: And he continued, but then why are you buttering it?
Me: OUT. NOW.