So I'm getting home from work and my husband tells me to go pay a bill and to go get something to eat but he says that our baby's chair has ants in it so I asked him what am I going to use then and he said what the fuck you think you're going to fucking use fucking use the chair and I was like wtf of it has ants on it I'm not going to use it. And so he starts talking Hella shit to me. I'm like I just got out of work I'm not in the mood for this. And he talked all that shit in front of his cousin