Not logical since jealousy implies you have something I want. Other than providing an opportunity to exercise my witty repartee, you got nothing, Beez.
And true, both hubby and I could stand to lose a little fluff, fuck it, too much like work. On the other hand, hubby's wiener? Man has more wood than a lumbar yard and more stamina than a marathoner and that's at 60.
Nothing keeps that damned thing down.