As dh and I stepped off from the elevator, we were accosted by the smell of steak. Thick, juicy, grilled STEAK. For myself, a former vegetarian, this is almost unheard of.
TCW and d H (in unison): M'mmm....steakkkkkk.
Dh (puzzled): What are you talking about? I always have steak and you never want any!
TCWH: Wait a minute. Are we talking about STEAK steak or tube steak?
Dh: falls down on floor laughing and dies because I'm such a pervert.
Not only should they make me wear a helmet in public, they should also wash my mind out with soap. One cell at a time.