Honey, will you marry me?
Well, yes, but on one condition...
Oh? What's that?
You must clean this bench.
Uh, sure. But why is that old bench so significant?
Oh, I'm gonna be late for work! I'll tell you later.
Well, alright... Bye
* 16 years later *
Honey! I cleaned the bench!
You mean that crappy old thing?
But you said--
Throw it away! There's probably termites in there.
But--
NOW!
Yes, dear...
* 16 more years later *
Honey, remember when you proposed to me, and I said I would only marry you on one condition?
You did?
Ugh! You never listen!
But--
I told you to clean up that bench, so what do you do? You store it in the garage for 15 years under a pile of junk, then just toss it out to make room for your stupid "hot rod" project that never even took off!
Stupid hot r-- OHHH, that bench! You told me to thr--
That bench has in my family for 5 generations! You know we're going to be grandparents soon, and I was hoping to pass that bench onto our daughter for her wedding! It's the family tradition!
Wait, what?
Don't you EVER listen to anything I tell you?
You nev--
I only asked ONE THING from you in our entire life - ONE THING! And you couldn't even get that right!
Wait, honey, I cle--
Don't you "wait honey" me, mister! That bench meant the world to me! My great great grandfather built that bench from a tree after it got hit by lightning.
I didn't kn--
When the lightning struck, the tree fell onto his legs. He was lucky to even survive! He had to get his legs amputated...
If he lost his legs, why did he need a bench?
Oh my God, you're so insensitive! I hate you!
Sorry, that came out wrong! I meant--
I am soooo close to leaving you right now! You know my great great grandfather is a war hero, right?
Wait! I never threw away the bench when you told me to.
What? I would never tell you to do that!
Listen, maybe you were having a bad day. I tried explaining, but you kept cutting me off
What are you talking about?
*When I proposed to you 32 years ago, I promised to clean that bench. You had to leave for work, so you didn't get a chance to tell me why the bench was so important to you.
And you never even bothered to ask?
I noticed tears in your eyes every time you seen that bench sitting in the garage. I knew it was too important to just throw away. I didn't know why, but I just knew it couldn't go. I thought it was a touchy subject for you, so I never wanted to intrude.
So you're saying the bench is still here?
Yes. I actually cleaned it again just the other day.
Where is it?
I put it in the backyard under our big oak tree.
You know that bench is made of oak, right?
Yes, of course. That's why I thought that would be a good place for it
I love you. I'm so sorry for yelling at you.
Shhhh. Let's just go out back and sit on our precious bench before we give it to our daughter.
But isn't it supposed to storm today?
A little rain never hurt nobody