Dear Babylon Bee,
I have an ethical dilemma for you. My name is Genevieve and I am married to Andrew, a man who I once thought was the greatest man alive but am now no longer so sure about that.
The trouble all started last Thursday evening when I really wanted ice cream after our weekly date night. I told Andrew that I wanted some ice cream while we were on the way home. He agreed, but then, when we got to the ice cream parlor, he said that he'd get me some ice cream, but that he didn't want any.
I felt horrified. So my question for the Babylon Bee is simple: is this grounds for a divorce?
Things have been getting worse. I've been quietly looking at him out of the corner of my eye every few minutes and waiting for him to come to me and apologize for the last three days, but he refuses