Why did you open the fridge at 2 AM?

 

“It called me. It whispered, ‘Ice cream… now…’”
There I was, minding my business, when I heard the sacred sound of hunger.
The fridge light hit me like a spotlight in a crime scene.
I opened it slowly, hoping maybe something new had appeared.
Spoiler: nope. Still leftovers and disappointment.
Then I heard it. My brother’s voice from a hidden speaker inside:
“Step away from the cheese, fatty!”
I screamed, dropped the butter, and ran like Scooby-Doo.
Turns out, he installed a motion sensor prank.
Now I eat in stealth mode, like a fridge ninja.