The proper title should say, “Can demonic influences affect laziness and appetite”
Something TERRIBLY weird and terrifying happened over my lunch break. I went home to my wife, whom I have been complaining has not been doing her fair share. Anyway, I walk in, she is sitting on the couch with a family sized box of Oreo cookies. I was furious, she confirmed my suspicions and exaserbated my anger.
I in a huffy tone said, “Honey, hand em over”
And then in a Deep Manly voice, not in her own, came out the words, “GET YOUR OWN D*** COOKIES”
I was so scared I drove back to work and skipped my lunch hour. It was completely terrifying. I am wondering if my imagination is getting the best of me, I am putting off going home!