marriage is bliss, part 2

We're lying in bed, waking up slowly. We talk about dreams from last night, and I groggily muse about waking up like this, pleasantly together, all the time.

"I don't want to go to work. We need to get rich so we can wake up whenever we want and do whatever we want. We need to buy some lottery tickets."

"No way. We're not buying any lottery tickets."

"How are we ever going to win the lottery if we don't buy any tickets?"

"It's a stupidity tax, that's what it is."

"You're a stupidity tax."