My brother's family has a holiday tradition.
Every Christmas, they get together as a family and bake Christmas cookies to hand out to friends and family as gifts.
He's cheap that way.
Of course, I have to trash talk him about it.
You (talking to your wife):
"Sweetie, why don't we go upstairs and get frisky?"
Your Wife (talking to you):
"I've got a better idea, why don't we make Christmas cookies?"
You:
"Yay! Christmas cookies!"
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