The scene: Matt has made himself some pasta for dinner and is sitting down on the couch to watch the Red Sox. I am sitting on the couch reading and reach for a throw blanket (because as usual, I am freezing).
Me: *Hits the edge of his plate and pasta. goes. everywhere.*
Matt: Holy shit! I can’t believe you just did that!
Me: I’m sorry! It was an accident.
Matt: No, I meant I can’t believe you managed to get it EVERYWHERE.
Me: *Starts laughing like this is the funniest thing that ever happened.* Look! It’s in your shirt collar!
Matt: *Is also laughing hysterically.* It’s all the way across the room!
Me: It’s behind the couch!
Matt: It’s in my drink!
Me: Mine, too!
Matt: Eww, I just stepped on some and it feels really gross!
Me: I’ve never been so glad that you refuse to eat sauce.