I call it, Man-ffermations

B: My sweatshirt still smells like paintball paint.

J: Even after I washed it?

B: Yeah, see? Smell it –

J: Uh, no. I trust you.

B: No really, smell it.

J: Honey, I don’t need to smell it.

B: Just take a whiff!

J: Why does it matter so much that I smell your stinky sweatshirt???

B: Because I participated in a macho activity and I want you to smell my musk.