The Cat Daddy likes cherry Chapstick, followed by the original. He really prefers the orange, but they don't make it anymore, so he settles for cherry. I like the dark blue one with a hint of menthol. The Cat Daddy despises that one. So I don't have to share all that often.
Today in the car the Cat Daddy asked to borrow my Chapstick. I said, "Lemme look for it. Don't you have your red stuff?"
He said, "I don't know. Awww, don't tell me yours is the blue crap."
"I don't like your blue crap."
"Too bad; that's what you're stuck with."
Then His Highness very solemnly piped up from his big-boy vantage point in the way-back: "I want the blue crap, Daddy."
It took a minute. The Cat Daddy, my mom, and I were laughing too hard to say anything...