The other night while trying to fall asleep.
Me: You know that my pill load is up to 11 on a normal day?
Wife: You're the sick member of the herd just asking to be picked off.
Me: Yes, indeed I am.
Wife: (using her best creeper voice) You want me to pick you off? Get it? Huh? Get it? Pick you off?
Me: (long silence) ...Please don't pick my nose.
Wife: A-ha! (Attempts to pick my nose.)
Commence laughing and cuddling. You know what--I live a pretty awesome life.