Dear husband, I love you, but

You're a moron.
This is one of the many shake-my-head moments of our Thanksgiving.
It started when I asked,  "did you get the giblets out of the turkey? "
Him: They weren't in there
Me: Was the neck in there?
Him: Yes and it looked like a weird dick, so I purposely didn't let you see me handling it...God only knows what joke you would've made.
Me: Then the giblets are still in there, they don't leave the neck without the giblets too
Him: No they weren't... I know what I'm doing! I've seen this done a million times.
Me: Bullshit! You're 36! The most you've seen it done is 50 times and that's taking your early childhood and repeat celebrations into consideration.....
Him: you are such a nerd.....

Fine. ..... 4 hours later while carving turkey. ....
Him: What's this bag?

Shaking my damn head..... I love him but good Lord....what am I going to do with him