“Well, for starters, never insult my husband again in my presence, or I’ll be happy to show you my master karate skills.” She held up a finger when he chuckled and started to interrupt. And then she moved closer to him, and I followed like a fucking shadow. “And the Abbott joke—it’s run its course, don’t you think? It’s juvenile and stupid. And for the record, my last name is Woodson. So find some new material, asshole.”
