The litmus configuration

Wife: I should be living in the lap of luxury as a kept woman by now. I think this is a sign you have failed as a husband.

Heh: corn "maize"

Wife: I'm not gonna get lost in a corn maze by myself, that's why I got married!

What boys and girls are made of...

Husband: [Going out for pie] was a good idea.
Wife: I'm full of good ideas, not just gas.
Husband: Man, I don't even have the good ideas going for me.

Said moments after my after-dinner saltine

Wife: We need to go home and walk the dog so I can commence ignoring you and your weirdnesses.

Now that's a mean thing to say

Wife: Somehow I think you'd be a failure at pie juggling.

They're quirks, dammit

(Husband puts pills in glasses case to take with him)
Wife: Why don't you just take your pills now?
Husband: I don't like tap water.
Wife: We have water in the fridge.
Husband: It just seems out of the way.
(Note: fridge is exactly 13 steps from where conversation was taking place)
(Wife rolls eyes)
Husband: What can I say? It's one of my quirks.
Wife: No, it's one of your retardations.
Husband: (laughing) Love you, too.
Wife: Happy Birthday, dummy!

Standards for Bowling

Wife: If anyone asks why we left this league, tell them it was because of the sub-par cheese.

Is that one of the wishes?

Wife: I hope that my genie is Scottish. It makes life more interesting than a traditional genie.

Can You Feel The Love?

Wife: If you'd stop being such a fucking bitch-whore, I'd stop calling you that.

Why find out?

Wife: I wonder if I could give you a hickey with my nose.