I love apple fritters. However, I am trying to abstain and recover my youthful figure (translation: trying to make the old lady belly look smaller.) So when the other occupant of our home brought home a box of the sugary treat, I did not eat one.
This morning I found the empty box in the kitchen with a few crumbs left in it. As I got ready to wash it for the recycle cart, I cheated and picked up one medium sized crumb. As soon as I put it in my mouth, I realized the preparer of dog suppers had trimmed some meat from the roast he cooks and puts in the dog dishes. The piece was lying there lean side up, fat side down.
I couldn't get rid of that morsel fast enough. When I told him later, the actually laughed. That doesn't happen when I tell him jokes.