Last night I was eating a chocolate reindeer. Had bought it a few days ago but DH wasn't overly pleased I hadn't got him one as well. Ate part of it then left it on the living room side table as I had to go out to the kitchen to do something.
One of the dogs then comes running out of the living room with foil in his mouth chased by DH was says dog has eaten reindeer. Great! My fault, shouldn't have left it on the side. But then DH and DD1 keep giggling about something.
DH and DD1 can be quite the jokers so I think they've eaten the reindeer and are blaming dog. This goes on for a while with them saying it was the dog, no it wasn't, they might've had a bit and got carried away and now it's gone, no they didn't really eat. So I don't know what they've done with it! I start looking around to see if it's hidden anywhere and DD1 starts warm/cold/hot etc. By this point I'm getting really pissed off. It's my chocolate and I want it back.
Then I have the bright idea that if DH has taken my reindeer I'll tip some of his beer away. I tell him this and head to the kitchen, get the bottles out of the fridge and open them. DD1 tells DH she thinks I'm serious and perhaps he should stop me but he doesn't, just more chuckling. So the beer goes down the sink. DH storms out, clearly pissed at me for tipping his beer away. Back in living room reindeer has magically reappeared on table untouched with DD1 trying to say it was there all along. DH then went to bed with the raging arse.
So WIBU to tip DH beer away in return for taking my reindeer (he did have plenty of chances to stop the joke before it got to that point) or was he BU for then getting arsey with me?