My husband says the most entertaining things:

“In principle, I’m in favor of instituting the practice of certain African cultures of men holding hands.”

“But not in putting it into practice yourself?”

“I’m not interested in holding hands with anyone, man or woman.”

“Why not?”

“It interferes with walking.”

“Oh, really? I thought we’d gotten pretty good at it.”

“We’ve gotten to the point where on level paths without any obstructions we can walk without danger.”