My husband finally decided to clean the tool shed windows when I was summoned outside:
Hubs: Poppet would you come outside please.
Hubs: I need your artistic opinion.
Hubs: It’ll only take a second.
Me: Hmm, okay?
Hubs: [pointing to the bird poop on the shed window] doesn’t this look like an abstract art form?
Me: [sarcastically speaking] Yes it does. I think it looks a lot like Jackson Pollock’s earlier work.
Hubs: . . . so it is crap, huh?
Me: Just clean the windows!