Fanum Tax gave me a chuckle – since the inception of my relationship nearly a decade ago, I’ve ‘stolen’ food, required kisses, or beckoned my now-wife over so I could touch her inappropriately whenever I’ve had to do something I didn’t want to do (regardless of whether the activity was for her, our relationship/household/whatever). To explain myself, I say “Tax!” and it’s become understood that it’s, well, not so much a tit-for-tat exchange, as it is a morale booster or a cheeky way of flirting with her.
It’s a cornerstone of our silly relationship dynamic. I’m glad the kids are catching up to my rizz.