It could happen

Every time I go see a scary movie, I have a secret fear that some crackpot in the audience is going to pull something like this!

Nitpicker

Tuesday, 11:34 p.m.

Me: Better get ready for bed. We gotta be up in six hours.

Sal: Isn't six hours from now 5:30?

Me: Yes, but ... OK, by the time you get your ass in bed and asleep, it'll be midnight. And then it'll be six hours.

(Silence)

Me: Why do you do that? I mean, I'll never stop rounding up. I'll never shake that habit.

Sal: Because it's fun.

Me: Really.

Sal: Yeah. It's like pulling the wings off flies.