I didn't do it on purpose, but I did something yesterday that caused Mr. Big Food to laugh out loud when he arrived home from work.
Mr. Big Food (laughing): Why is there a shotgun on the counter?
Me: It's loaded!!
Mr. Big Food (laughing): Why is there a loaded shotgun on the counter?
Me: I put it there so the dogs couldn't reach it.
Mr. Big Food (still laughing): What did you need the shotgun for?
Me: Those danged cats were upsetting the dogs.
Mr. Big Food (laughing harder): Did you shoot them?
Me: No. Of course not.
Now, Mr. Big Food is not the sort of fellow that one would expect to see rolling on the floor, so I'd be exaggerating if I said he was rolling of the floor laughing his you-now-what off. But he was laughing pretty hard.
Mr. Big Food: I wonder how many other guys came home from work to find their wives had gotten the shotgun out?
Me (laughing): Probably not too many.
Mr. Big Food (rolling on the floor...): Be sure to discharge it before you put it away. And wear ear protection!
Just so there's no misunderstanding-- I did not intend to shoot the feral cats, only to warn them.