A conversation with the grumpy old bastard

A conversation with my husband:

I must preface this story with the fact that my mom used to call my dad a "grumpy old bastard" on a regular occasion.  Mainly because he was.

Gene: (growly)

Me: You grumpy old bastard.

Gene: You always get to call me a grumpy bastard, what name can I call you?

Me: Fluffy Bunny.

Later....

Me: Don't do that dammit!!

Gene: Alright you fluffy bunny.

Lather. Rinse. Repeat 100 times.

That never gets old.