My husband walking into the living room where I am: “are we out of toilet paper in the bathroom?” Me: *stares for five seconds* you literally just came out of the bathroom you’re asking me a question about, like you know it’s out of toilet paper and want me to confirm it? Him: yeah. Where do we keep extra toilet paper? We have lived together for seven years. Seven years and he is asking where the TP is. So why do we still not have a female president running things??????