I took the husband to our local comic book store the other night, and I picked out a comic before he did.
The husband was content to leave empty-handed, but when he saw me holding an issue of Spin Angels, he quickly ran and grabbed a few Batgirls he was eyeing but was too afraid to go to the checkout counter with. So I did his dirty work – who cares if a girl buys batgirl, right? – and we went home to read our comics.
Mine was better than his. Even he thinks so. 🙂