My husband and I are relaxing at home, and he’s having a bowl of instant ramen. As he’s finishing the last of it, a small piece of noodle falls from his fork to the floor, escaping his notice.

Me: *In mock affront* “[Husband], how could you?”

Husband: “Wha?”

I point to the piece of noodle.

Me: “You’ve leaked noods!”

[Husband] looks down at the noodle and shrugs.

Husband: “Eh, at least they were my own!”