Well, YOU my friends, are in luck because I have a little story for you.
Let me set the stage for you... the momma's went to the food store after work - not the dog food store, the people food store that I'm not allowed in. So, when she got home, she had to take ALL the bags of foods from the car to the kitchen. I sat nicely and watched. Then, she was putting all the stuff in their spots... and... well, this is how it went.
The momma: Coooooorbiiiiin..... (she drags my name out when she's not quite sure she's mad yet)
Corbin: Oh, well, I do... but sometimes I get confused somewhere between the N and the O... maybe there's a silent yes? NyesO?
Corbin: Oh... the bread? Was that yours?
Corbin: But... I was hungry.
Corbin: I'm a growing young man, momma. I need more food to help fight my ouchies.
Corbin: Can I at least eat the rest of the bread?
The momma: ENOUGH.