Taco: Take my hand. We'll make it. I swear.
Wifezilla: You're weird.
Taco: Well, yeah.
Wifezilla: Got you a happy today present. And no, I can't tell you.
Taco: Cool, what is it?
Wifezilla: Shut up. And there's two of them.
Taco: Omg is it boobs? I hope it's boobs.
Wifezilla: No. But maybe I can put them on top of my boobs.
Taco: Best. Wife. Evar.