He might have, at some point. And that's all we've got, nothing but maybes!

[ He's raising his voice now, furious that Anne seems to have fried her brain using the microwave last night. What the fuck? ]

Did it ever occur to you that telling him to fuck off and walking away would suffice? How are you going to keep yourself out of fuck-jail and find a Submissive if you are stabbing them over the slightest of infractions? Use your fucking head, won't you, I can't always be thinking for the both of us!