John: Ahhhh, the electric jack not working, the tire leaking. I just get unsettled if things don’t go as they should when we pack up.
Shelley: We cranked the jacks by hand and just filled the tire. We’re set.
John: I know you’re right. But, I don’t have a good feeling. Last time I didn’t have a good feeling, I forgot to connect the electricity to the fifth wheel. We ended up dragging the plug through six lanes of traffic without signal lights or brakes. God.
Shelley: We’re fine.
Do you want me to drive?
John: WHY ARE YOU CHECKING THE REAR VIEW MIRROR????????
Shelley: FOR TRAFFIC!!!!! JESUS!!!! YOU’RE DOING IT AGAIN. YOU’RE SCARING THE CRAP OUT OF ME!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU????
John: I can’t help it if I’m safety conscious.
Shelley: Stop! …….Please. You’re freaking me out.
John: Sorry. Sorry. I won’t do it any more.
Shelley: All good?
John: All good.
Shelley: Great. LOL. You know, the kids make fun of us when we say that. They say old people think it means “Lots of love.” You know what I say? I say…………………….
John: AHHHHHH!!!!!!!! WHAT?? WHAT????
Shelley: Ha! Ha! Ha! Sorry. Ha! Ha! Ha! Couldn’t help myself.
Shelley: Oh come on. I said I was sorry. You’ve got to admit that you would have done the same……LOL?
Shelley and John