PMS

 “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m making a fajita?”

“Can’t you see I’m using the kitchen right now?”

“Well yeah, but I’m hungry. Can’t we both use the kitchen?”

“No. I need that frying pan.”

“But we have another one hanging on the wall.”

“That one’s no good.”

“Why?”

“Because I said so. Now get out of my kitchen.”

“No. I’ve already started frying the thing.”

“I don’t care. Out.”

“Hey, what are you aiming that at me for?”

“Out.”

“Now, don’t do anything stupid. H-hey, cut that out. That’s n-not… You really should take that awa- Alright, alright! I’m leaving. Jesus!”