That was my initial thought too. I wouldn't trust her as far as I could throw her, which probably wouldn't be more than a few inches. Any minor disagreement would be like disarming a bomb: Her: "Honey, could you buy more donuts? I already ate the two dozen that you bought this morning." Him: "I can't right now, I'm busy working at my second job that I had to get in order to accommodate your massive food budget." Her: "Hello, 911? I'm being raped!"