REALLy?

The story goes like this...

I like to snack on pepperocinis. I eat them the way most people eat chips or pieces of candy. One night, I left out the little bowl I was using to put the stems in. I did so with the intention of disposing of them when I woke up the next day. Paul went to bed much later than I did and left me the following note:



Also, please notice that my little bowl was not the only item left on the counter that night. In fact, the glass right next to it is Paul's.