I can't even remember why, but for some reason tonight Sam was misusing the word cellulite, which resulted in the following conversation:
Me: "You don’t even know what cellulite is."
Sam: "Yes I do. It’s the stuff right here." (pointing to his belly)
Me: "No, it’s the stuff on my butt."
Sam: "No, that’s muscle."
Just one more reason why I love the guy!
