One of Those Evenings

Honey: “Garth, would you like to have dinner one night?”
Garth: “Oh, I like to have dinner every night.”

Garth: “Yes, I have a question. When did you turn into a nutbar?”

And the summary of my social life:

Honey: “Take me, Garth!”
Garth: “Where? I’m low on gas and you need a jacket.”