Phone conversations of the romantic kind with my husband

Adam: You miss me? Karen: Sure do, baby. Adam (obviously lonely and hunting for some sort of personal affirmation): Yeah? Like how? Karen: Well, I have this absolutely ginormous pimple on my shoulder, just out of reach for me to squeeze, and it's sooooo ready, got a head and everything. It's pissing me off; I need you to squeeze it but by the time you get here it'll be better. Adam (silence) Karen: Hello? Come on guys - don't lie. I bet sometimes you use your partners as some sort of personal groomer.......