I crept up behind Calvin to scare him today. He was in the living room, perusing through the fridge, went "oooh" in his usual Calvinny way and then started smelling it (for you see, he could smell the corned beef in there and found it most appetising).
He turned around and half-fell backwards into the fridge with fright. He said he was embarrassed that I'd caught him giving the fridge a good whiff so I thought I'd post about it here to multiply said embarrassment.
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