That's What Branson Said

I bit into a hamburger and Branson winced at the loud crunch from the pickles,

Branson: The main reason I don't like pickles is they remind me of Velcro. 

One night Branson replied to my point with, 

Branson: Well, I don't want to be the ache in your breaking back.

After I asked him to help me with a task, he said, 

Branson: Just let me send my little dragons out to play first.

Playfully, I pretended to have no teeth while nibbling on his face. 

Branson: Nettie, if you ever lose your teeth, we are never kissing again. 

Branson tried to roll me over by pushing on my hip. 

Branson: Geez, babe. You've got a heavy hip. 

Branson: What were you watching?

Janette: Just a video of me being stupid. 

Branson: Oh, thought that sounded familiar.

Janette: Wanna rethink that last response?

Branson: *shrugs* Well, if the shoe fits...

At dinner I stole a potato chunk off of his plate.

Branson: Honey, I don't want to hurt that beautiful face, but if you do that again I will hurt that beautiful hand. 

(Apparently you don't mess with a man and his potatoes.)

*Today I am grateful for Branson's growing sense of humor.