I have a fantastic husband.
Really. FANTASTIC!
He does the dishes, irons his own clothes, puts the toilet seat down, provides well for our family, works hard, makes me laugh, just a great, all around guy, until....
we get to the tube of toothpaste!
I like the tube squeezed from the bottom, keeping it nice and neat.
He man handles it, centers his hand on the tube and squeezes it like he's milking a cow!
Drives me insane!
The seam on this tube is starting to buckle under the man handling.
I'm seriously considering separate tubes next time I buy paste.
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