LOL, this is the perfect thread before I get ready to go to work.
I love reading everyone's theft stories. One night DH and went out to dinner and I got sick after I ordered. So my entire meal went into a to-go box and we went home. I went to the bedroom when I got home and put the box (closed tightly) on the chair by the front door. In the time it took for me to put on my jammies, Bruiser had enjoyed a full steak dinner and was polishing off the mashed potatoes. He had that look in his eyes like "who me, I didn't do anything" and then he looked at hubby as if to blame him. LOL It was too funny, I couldn't be mad for long.
