I don't know what is about living with men, but I feel like it's turned me super sassy, to the point where it's weird if I'm not spouting out some backhanded remark or rolling my eyes up to the damn ceiling every day.
Maybe it's because men really know how to push our buttons and test our patience. Sometimes they don't know when to stop, and if we didn't get sassy about it, we just might scream.