The scene: Our bathroom.
The time: Monday night
Prime walks in; he's rotating his arm.
Me: What's the matter? Were you leaning on your arm?
Prime: (nodding and grumbling)
Me: Is your arm asleep?
Prime: (more nodding and grumbling)
Me: (bending close to his arm) Here, let me help. (yelling at his arm) WAKE THE FUCK UP!!
Prime: (after slapping me on the ass for a few seconds) Jackass.
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