Today I would like to relate to you all an incident of minimal importance which will neither impact your life nor give you profound insight. But that’s okay, because it was perfect and I just have to share it.

So we’re at the table eating supper, right? Mom, Dad, my brother, and I. Dad gets up to go do something in the kitchen (which was fortunate for him, as you will see in a moment), and my brother is telling Mom and I about some “spoof… wait, no, what’s the word… I think it starts with a p? *I suggest parody* oh yeah! parody” of a song. So I ask him what song it is, and he can’t remember… but I’m pretty sure he can. Anyway he keeps denying it, and finally I just say, “Dude. I can tell you know what song it is. I just know these things. Because I… am Sherlock.” PFORLKDGHTOIHGLKHSD goes the couscous from his mouth. It sprays all over the table, mostly headed towards Dad’s spot (which is why it was fortunate that he wasn’t there), and we all burst out laughing hysterically, because of the utter perfection of the moment he choked on his food after I said I was Sherlock (I mean, is it really THAT unrealistic? *cough* Don’t answer that).

The End.

P.S. If you need a clearer picture of what happened, it was basically this to the fourth power: