Right after my wife and I were married I asked her what she wanted for her birthday and because we were just starting out she said "Tires", so I put tires on her car. It turns out "Tires" is woman for Tires, a nice dinner and a hundred bucks worth of jewelry. Several years later I had recently returned from overseas and hadn't adjusted my very old school watch to display the proper date (happens when you return from Japan and only change the time). So on my wife's birthday I was at the store with my young son getting groceries and he says "hey dad, we should get mom some flowers." Being the standard male (you know, always right and thinking ahead and all) I replied "nope, we'll wait 'til tomorrow and buy them then." Well we were unpacking our purchases and my wife kept bugging me about the date until she finally came out and said "it's my birthday, you forgot." Realizing the gravity of this situation I immediately replied "no it's not, today's the 6th, your birthday isn't until tomorrow." That's when she shoved the calendar in my face (it's tough being wrong). Trying to salvage a bad situation I quickly shot out "but the tire stores aren't open on Sunday!" Swear on the bible, she cried non-stop until the flowers arrived at her work the next morning.
"My KLR belongs to God, when he wants it clean he washes it."