Hung-over husband staggers down to the dining room at 11 AM and goes into the kitchen, asking his wife if she had made him any breakfast earlier.
Yes, I did and I kept everything warm for you.
She brings him a warm stack of pancakes, some scrambled eggs, some bacon, sausage and a bowl with a wet sock.
This looks great but why is there a wet sock in a bowl?
I don't know. All you told me before you passed out in the doorway last night was that you wanted me to "cook your sock".
