I've been married 19 years and lived with my wife two years prior to that. One time, around 10 years into marriage, I left the seat up. My wife, who is not usually one to gripe about a trivial matter, said something about it. I could tell she was working up to make this a big deal likely because she'd never had the chance prior. I stopped her and said, "honey, once in 10 years I've done this...it is not a habit for me so clearly it was a lapse in my brain...but if you want to make a big deal of it I can promise I will never put the seat down again as long as I live...and you know I'm serious."
I guess the only thing that has changed in Chicago now, is the guns used in the hoods!
I used to love waiting in the barn with my gun muzzle at a crack between the boards for someone to walk by, they were easily seen through the cracks but as long as I stood still in the darkness inside the barn I was undetectable, and then I would purposely make a little noise drawing them over for a peek. I got called some awful names for that, happy times.
