Petty Revenge

 Here's some food for thought:  in Spanish the word for "wives" is the same word for "handcuffs".  Some snarky son-of-a-gun who had never once in his life washed his own laundry or cooked his own food, probably came up with this term after his wife demanded he come home at a reasonable hour.  "You never let me do anything!" he probably shouted while stomping his little feet against the immaculately cleaned tile floor (he can thank his handcuffs, err, his wife for that).  As he tinkered away at his inventions in his fart-smelling man-cave, he created the very first pair of handcuffs.  A sneaky, wicked little grin spread across his face and he held them up and spoke to the walls as though they were his audience, "I shall name them ESPOSAS!"  After an elongated pause, and frozen stature holding the iron clads up against the waning fire of his oil lamp, he broke into maniacal laughter and danced his way into the moonlight.  And thus petty revenge was born.

Disclaimer:  the above story is not based on any historical events (or is it?!).  It is purely fiction pulled from my hyperactive mind.  Please do not use this on your history report; you WILL get a failing grade.