Husband has this thing. When he drinks a soda, he always dents the can. He does this when he takes a sip of my soda, and it drives me bonkers.
This morning, on the car ride to work, he grabbed my soda and took a sip (I know, diet soda at 7:00 in the morning... I'm a terrible terrible person). Sure enough, I pick up the can, and it's dented.
I pop the dent out and say "You always dent my cans!"
"Sorry," he says, chagrined.
"Well that's what I get for marrying the Hulk."