I rarely eat toast since my stomach operation since it has a tendency to get stuck. I have to trim the crusts off and cut it into soldiers and carefully chew them one at a time or it's ERRGGHH ERRRGGGGHH (vomit).
Today I was one sliver off completing the consumption of two pieces. Reading my beloved SMH as I did so. The fork was descending for that last sliver when theWife decided to interrupt.
'Feel my guns,' she demanded, adopting a body builder pose.
Now that is toastus interruptus.