Secrets to a Bad Marriage
The Colgate Pump saved my marriage. Yep, I’m talking about toothpaste.
You see, before my husband and I got married, we’d never experienced the kind of intimacy that goes into sharing a tube of toothpaste.
When our tubes became one, the union was headed for trouble.
I squeezed the toothpaste tube in the middle (or at the end or wherever I picked it up). He, on the other hand, preferred that WE squeezed the tube starting at the very end so that we could neatly roll up the empty portion of the tube as we used it. (Crazy, right?) He wanted OUR tube of toothpaste to be smoooooth and uniform until the toothpaste was gone.