Okay, okay,' I said to my husband as he picked up a food dehydrator off the table and shot me a look. 'Maybe I did get carried away. Maybe the world won't end in a year, maybe it won't end until 2028, when the Aztec calendar stops.''The Bugles will be very old by then,' my husband said. 'They will have lost their snappy crunch.''They weren't to eat,' I said. 'They were to put on our fingers and poke the eyes out of looters.
In a humorous exchange between a wife and her husband, the wife acknowledges that she may have overreacted to her doomsday preparations. She humorously references the Aztec calendar, suggesting the world might end by 2028. Her husband contributes to the banter by commenting on the age of some snacks they have, specifically Bugles, which he jokes will lose their crunch by then.
The wife clarifies that the snacks aren't meant for eating but for a creative defense against potential looters, showcasing her playful and quirky mindset. This playful conversation highlights the couple's dynamic and the author's comedic style, emphasizing that even the most serious topics can be approached with humor.
