Wordfuse (Oxymoron Edition)

There's an elderly couple who live down the street. They're probably around 80. Minimum. Almost every day I see them walking to or from the local coffee shop. Even in the winter, her big, wide coat is unzipped. He always wears the same plaid jacket. Sometimes they hold hands. But usually they are arguing. She will be ten steps ahead barking at him to hurry up. He will attempt to mess with her by navigating off the street in some random wayward direction which must be a regular game for them because she periodically stops, turns and shoots a withering look at him. Or shouts. That's his cue to freeze. Then he corrects his steering and continues toddling behind her.

They might be insane. And even though they're kind of cute, possibly even somewhat adorable, they scare the crap out of me.