Everyday Humor

So M made delicious pancakes for breakfast this morning. She made some extra and left them for when B eventually got up. So we're in the midst of cleaning the front entry when B comes up to us. He says, "it really was nice of M to make pancakes for me. They were really good, but I don't think I can eat the last one. I'm getting a weird vibe from it." He'd torn up the last pancake and rearranged it to make it look lethal.