Remember this incident? I do. Vividly. 

Eerily, today I re-lived that exact incident with Lindsay. She had been whining for a few minutes (or maybe a lot of minutes) and I was expertly ignoring her until I noticed her outstretched finger covered with a hauntingly familiar brown substance. “Please let that be chocolate” I whispered to myself, already knowing it was not.  

Is there a way I can blame this on Jon?