This is what happens in our house after Midnight. The crazies come out.
Ray was eating Ritz crackers on the couch when I asked him to come look at something in my sewing room. So he sets the bag on our end table and heads my way, and after a few minutes I'm like "what's that crinkling sound?". Ray goes to check it out and yells back "BABE! You gotta come in here right now!"
I will be narrating as the voice of Sir Whiskers.
*crunch crunch crunch*
Curse you infernal bottom-of-the-bag crumbs!!!
GAAHHHHH!!! You're so delicious, yet making a mess of my scolarly beard! But I must have you! IT HURTS SO GOOD!!!