Nah . . . hard to be offended when it's all true.
When I met my hubby, he had 2 forks, 1 steak knife, and a frying pan. His table was a slab of glass hung on cables, and his furniture was 2 lawn chairs.
The last time we moved (all these years later) it took us 2 1/2 full size moving trucks.
That kind of shopping took
some serious time.
