When the wife leaned over to pull weeds from their garden, the husband said, "Your butt is getting huge. I bet it's bigger than the barbecue."
While she complained, he grabbed a tape measure from the garage, measured the grill, then measured his wife.
"Yep! Two inches wider than the grill!"
She said nothing. (Do you believe that? No, I didn't either.)
But that night, in bed, when he felt frisky, she brushed him off.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
She answered, "Do you really think I'm going to fire up this big-ass grill for one little wiener!?"