When hubby got home last night, he went to make himself a sandwich and said, "Good Lord, what happened to all the bread!?" I just pointed at the 3 and said, "Why don't you ask them!" So he looked at me like I was nuts, then looked at them and said, "What happened to all the bread?"
Then he just looked at me, grinned and said, "They got your food, didn't they?" He surveys the fridge for a second, looks at me and says, "You made a ruben. They got your ruben!"
Me thinks he has been a victim before...
Ah well, I made another one, he ate his sandwich on white bread, there were no upset tummies and most importantly, I seem to be in good company...there seem to be quite a few theives out there!
