Me: One of my colleagues is organising a go-karting event to raise money for charity and asked if I was coming. I told him probably not. I didn’t mention the last time I went go-karting I called someone a ‘fucking cunt’.
Husband: Yeah, I remember when you called an 8-year-old boy that.
Me: He wasn’t 8 years old!
Me: He was more like 12.