Me: Babes, you have a Popsicle problem.
Hubs: I'm trading it in for other vices. What? It's just frozen water.
Me: And sugar.
Hubs: You're right. I should just trade them in for heroin.
Me: How would heroin be a good idea over sugar?
Hubs: It wouldn't. But if you don't want me to eat so many Popsicles...
Me: we'll I definitely don't want you to have a heroin problem.
Hubs: So you're okay with the Popsicles then?
Me: (sigh) Ya, I guess.