There is no accounting for some people.

My husband is a fecetious sod sometimes. Well, quite often really. I was just cutting myself a slice of bread to have with my tea, and said that I only get about three slices out of every loaf. He said, "Hell, they must be thick one's then." This from the main bread eater of the two of us. I make a fresh loaf every second day! It isn't as though there is nothing else to eat either. Cheeky sod.