Had this conversation with my other half last night:
Me: Why won't you ever let me have the remote?
Him: The TV is mine.
Me: What? You really consider the television all yours?
Him: Well no, not really. Well, sort of.
Me: What about the stove? Is that part mine?
Him: Oh sure. You can use that.
Me: I see. So I suppose the vacuum cleaner is half mine too?
insert whacking-with-pillow noise here