So, the missus had somewhat invasive dental surgery earlier today. When she was done and about to be wheeled out, I asked the doctor if she was comfortable and doped enough. He assured me she was and that that over-the counter pain killers should be enough. I decided to check myself.
Me: “Honey, I am gonna drive you home, put you in bed and then I am going to the gun store see if I can get me something.”
Her: “The hell you will!”
The doctor wrote her a script for the good stuff.