My husband bought two KitKats one day.
One was for him and one was for me.
I ate mine immediately because that is what happens when you give me chocolate and expect patience.
He put his in the fridge and then left the next day for a two-week work trip.
That KitKat sat in the fridge the entire time he was gone. Every time I opened the refrigerator, it was there staring at me. I held out for several days because I am a supportive wife and I respect personal property.
But sometime during week two, my self-control gave up.
I ate it.
I fully intended to replace it before he got home, but of course I forgot. So when he returned from his trip, he opened the fridge, looked around for two seconds, and.........
كنا في سكن مشترك فيلا في أبوظبي اتنين مصريين وواحد سوري في يوم جمعه قاعدين كل واحد باصص في موبايله والصمت مخيم على المكان الولا السوري مره واحده قال ( بدي اجيب بغبغان ) بصينا ليه ومعلقناش .. مفيش دقيقه لاقيناها بيقول لا خلاص ما بدي عشان بيصير يسبني بالمصري .