Talk:Anubis/@comment-27950421-20181009225334

So I just had this image of a guy coming home from work to his Anubis wife.

The Anubis glares angrily at the man, "You told me that you would be home at five o'clock. It is five, ten. For ten minutes I had thought you to have gotten into accident, or mugged on your way to your car, or snatched up by some unscrupulous harlot, or any other manner of horrible fate. You tardiness has caused a distinct rise in stress. I demand head pets. Now."