Bob: While you're in the kitchen, can you bring me my nerds?
Me: Sure.
Bob: BOTH packages (assuming I'll steal one).
Me: Sure.
Bob: UNOPENED (assuming I'll bring him both but open one and eat a few).
Me: Sure.
Bob: ........ Ok, what's the catch?
Me: Nothing.
Bob: You're being completely honest?
Me: Yup.
I come back in, toss the packages at him, both of them unopened. I'm smirking.
Bob: .... what's the catch?
Me: Nothing.
(silence.....)
Bob: You opened my Skittles and took some didn't you?
Me: Yup.
Bob: Bailey (the golden retriever, the kindest beast in the world, 90% asleep under his feet), bite her in the butt.
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