It seemed like a simple enough chore for my husband to master, replace the broken toilet seat with the new one I bought. I installed the other one years ago so I knew the task was simple - two plastic lug nuts to be unscrewed.

About 20 minutes later while I was out mowing the grass, my husband came up and asked me where that that trigger thing we use to light the grill. He bent his index finger back and forth, which has become the universal signal for that lighter thingy. I asked him why he needed it.
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