That Joke Fell Flat As A Pancake

(It’s night time. My husband and I are trying to figure out where we want to go for breakfast the next morning.)

Me: “I really want pancakes, I think.”

Husband: “Where do you want pancakes from?”

Me: “Well, [Restaurant #1] is closer and they have chocolate chip pancakes, but [Restaurant #2] is better.”

Husband: “A pancake’s a pancake, isn’t it?”

Me: “No, [Restaurant #1] doesn’t always cook theirs all the way through. Sometimes they’re doughy in the middle.”

Husband: “Sometimes YOU’RE doughy in the middle.”

Me: *glares*

Husband: “Oh, s***. I didn’t think that one through.”