Wife Material

Wife material "We are looking for wife material right now," he says I laugh a little "Yeah, wife material," he seconds I laugh bemused and look at them both ironically He pulls me by my jersey He makes me stand in front him And starts pinning my buttons from up to bottom "What wife material?" I ask "Somebody who can do the dishes," he says "Somebody who does not need to be told things," he seconds "Somebody who doesn't wait around all day to be served," he says. I laugh, "it's not like you are going to marry soon." "Well he is all grown up," I am told "I think he needs 5 years plus," I retort "No I don't," he tells me "By end of this year I will be married," he says I laugh "Who knows, I might impregnate you," he says "Excuse me; impregnate who?" I retort "Doctor, doctor she refuses to be impregnated by you," someone says whilst laughing We all laugh I get served lunch As we start cleaning up, I can't help but keep laughing, 'Wife material' What the hell does that mean