The Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs

(As we get ready for bed, I beat my boyfriend to the bathroom, and this ensues.)

Me: “So, you’re saying it’s all my fault that we get to the bathroom at the same time?”

Boyfriend: “Yeah.”

Me: “Well, I think it’s your fault.”

Boyfriend: “Yeah.”

Me: “So you’re agreeing with me?”

Boyfriend: “Yeah.”

(So having caught on to his repetitive answer…)

Me: “I’m the prettiest, most wonderful girlfriend ever.”

Boyfriend: “Duh.”

Me: “Awww, you said duh!  You’re such a good liar. I’ve trained you well.”

Boyfriend: “…Yeah.”