And this is why I drink . . .
RIC: The month is almost over and you have hardly made spaghetti at all.
ME: Fine. I will make spaghetti tonight.
RIC: That’s rather presumptuous. What makes you think I want spaghetti?
ME: You asked about it.
RIC: No. I was just making a statement of fact.
ME: Okay, fine. I will make something else.
RIC: But, I want spaghetti.
ME: You just said . . .
RIC: No, I didn’t. I only said it was presumptuous for you to assume.
ME: Well, what do you want then?
RIC: Spaghetti - not assumptions or presumptions.
ME: Open the wine.