Ok then.
Mark: Good god woman how many books do you have?
Me: Good lord honey how many jars of pickled foods do you have in your fridge?
There is an entire row in the fridge now devoted to pickled foods - cucumbers, okra, onions, etc.
Me: Why do you have more clothes than me?
Later, me: Oh, it's because you never throw any of them out. All these have holes in them.
Both of us: We have way too much fucking stuff. We're so hiring movers next time.