We were all sitting around the
dinner table shoveling down our steak after a long day of skiing and
snowboarding. The steak was a juicy, tender, well-seasoned meal, and was cooked
to perfection. The thought of the meal makes my mouth water excitedly just
hoping for more. I was nearing the end of my plate and about to get seconds
when my dreams for more food got shattered because I was bluntly told that
there was not enough food for seconds. I live in a family full of mooches but
we call it, “sharing”, therefore, if you live at our house and are a slow
eater, you don’t eat. This being said I glanced at my brothers half full plate,
being as optimistic as I could I saw a piece of uneaten meat on just begging
for a home in my stomach. I looked away and acted natural whilst thinking of a
genius game plan to grab the food without him noticing. Five minutes passed and
still the meat was untouched I was contemplating doing my scheme because no one
lets a piece of meat that superb sit for that long. I quickly decided, however,
that if I were to strike it would have to be soon otherwise that meat would be
getting cold, “Look over there what is that?” I exclaimed without thinking
twice he looked along with the rest of the table, “yum” I thought, stolen food
tastes so much better. He looked back at me and asked, “what?” using my wit I
came up with a quick and cunning answer. “Nothing” I replied to him as if
nothing ever happened. Confused he looked back at his plate and continued
eating when he finally clued in that my stuffed mouth was his food. He quickly
looked back up and gave me a death stare but didn’t say anything. Just watched
as I finished eating his piece of meat. It was fatty and took a while to chew
up and when I finally swallowed he burst out in an intense laughter. My first
thought was that he was laughing at the recent events that had just taken place
until he told me, “Mason that meat was getting chewed on by me for a while but
it was too fatty so I spat it out”. My mouth dropped and I sunk in my seat. It’s
not too often that I tell this story, but when I do it makes people laugh and
that, in itself, is awesome.
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