True story. When I was a missionary in Albania one of the guys with whom I served was very prone to sleep talking, walking, and all kinds of fun stuff. One night I woke up and could see a light coming out of the refrigerator in the kitchen and then a little later the guy with whom I was serving, for reasons of anonymity we'll just call him Toni, went back to his bed and fell asleep without saying a word. The next day during lunchtime Toni opens the refrigerator and asks me what happened to all of his mayonnaise. I remind him that I don't eat mayonnaise and then tell him what I saw the night before. He then shakes his head and says unconvincingly, "No, that couldn't have been what happened um..."
And that's why you don't buy mayonnaise kids.
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