I also don’t think many husbands realize that at some point they begin to remind us of our fathers and grandfathers in the grossest ways: belching openly in their underwear, wandering around in sweatpants and white t-shirt, leaving the bathroom gross, saying old-man unfunny borderline sexist jokes, watching TV loud and falling asleep with your mouth open in front of it but not giving up the remote like an ass, etc. We kind of can’t unsee it and get creeped out. We were creeped out by them and hated having to sit on their laps and kiss and smell them and…well…just…ewww.