“Honey, could you come here for a minute?” Donna asked.
Walking into the room Bill replied, “Sure, sweetie, what’s up?”
“I need you to taste these three entrees I’m making for the Ladies’ Club banquet.”
Bill sees three identical-looking plates. “They all look the same to me.”
“One is made with ground chicken, one with ground squirrel, and one with a veggie pate. See what you think.”
He tries the first two. “These both taste like chicken.” He took a bite of the last one and spit it across the room. “Aarrgh, what was THAT?”
“That WAS the chicken, dear.”