But in my relationship I am the crazy one.

My wife is looking at the laptop computer right now laughing so loud that I think she might be having a psychotic episode waving her hands round like she is plugged into the wall. But I am the crazy one.

She drives "The Minivan of DEATH" everywhere she goes. It has spiders waiting to jump out of the air ducts, lights that wont turn off, and some lights that refuse to come on. But I am the crazy one.

No really I am the crazy one. I subject myself to the most inhumane toucher known to man. WORK - the other four letter word. See I AM the crazy one!
