First impressions aren't always correct, of course. Yesterday, Husband was singing Maggie May. You know, Wake up, Maggie I think I got something to say to you...
I wasn't really paying attention, until I heard him sing
All you did was wet the bed
And in the morning kick me in the head...
"Wait," I said. "Wet the bed?"
"Sure," he replied.
"I don't think those are the exact words."
"Well," he said, "it would certainly be a good reason for giving Maggie May the kiss-off."