My wife is getting really good at getting at the truth. That's a skill most women don't possess if you've ever heard a chick trying to tell a story what with so many unnecessary details, redundancies, apologia, and qualification.
There's a disabled woman we know who takes advantage of everyone's good nature with pure guilt. She has plenty of resources and people she has cultivated through passive-aggressiveness to help her with her needs, but misses no opportunity to get something for nothing and add to her vast network of charity chumps.
Recently, she tried to get us to lend out our Mexicans working on our new family room.
"Say, I'm just calling to find out how often you change your air filters," it said on our answering machine. We see immediately where this is going.
"That woman has reduced herself to a head that pees and shits," said an irritated wifey. Here here. Now where's my supper?