With Great Bacon, Comes Great Responsibility, Part 18
(I’m making lunch when the carpet cleaner arrives. Before I go downstairs to let him in I turn to my fiancé and tell him not to eat or touch the bacon. Afterwards I come back upstairs.)
Fiancé: “Someone ate the bacon.”
Me: “Well, someone is going to end up alone.”
Fiancé: “How alone?”
Me: “Alone for the rest of their lives.”
Fiancé: “Just for eating the bacon?”
Me: “Yep, and I’ll tell all their future partners what they did and they’ll be alone forever. Eating the bacon is inexcusable.”
(The bacon had remained untouched.)
