I was standing in the kitchen one day, fixing a sandwich or something, when
suddenly I heard a very distinct "sneeze" emanate from the fridge. Naturally
curious, I opened the door and scrutinized the various food items. Suddenly,
the mayonnaise began to scream, "The ketchup did it! The ketchup!"
Of course, I was stunned. This, after all, was an inanimate object. And,
truthfully, to this very day, I've never been able to coax the ketchup to
say or do anything and have concluded the sneeze was my own imagination.
