I find weird stuff in the fridge. Sometimes I swear it is haunted.
I was in the office and customer site for several days. During the weekend, I found 1 cooked chicken patty on a plate.
Me: “Where did that patty come from?”
Dau: “No idea, I think it is Brother’s”
Days later
Me: “Where did that patty come from?”
Son: “Not mine, I am not in, no time to cook”
Wife: “Nope, not mine”
Me: I am eating it.