Incident: Lobbing a Freedom Fry (they came from McDonalds, so they certainly aren’t French!) at the Bigger Captor in the truck on the way back to Hungary from Italy.
Bigger Captor: OLIVER?!? Did you just throw a fry at me???
Smaller Captor: NO!! I swear I didn’t throw a fry. I don’t throw fries!
Bigger Captor: It was you?! Why would you throw a fry at me?
Me: I didn’t “throw” it, I “whung” it.
Bigger Captor: Whats the difference? And why would you do that?
Me: Because you deserved it, more or less.
Bigger Captor: Listen here miss, this isn’t your HHR. There will not be 6 year old French Fries hanging out in this truck!
Me: That’s absurd. I didn’t own the HHR for 6 years.
It was at that point that I just sat and stared at the man. He never ceases to amaze me.