Mummy's pot of soup got missing

So, it was a typical lazy Sunday afternoon at home, and my little sis, Lisi, and I were just chillin', trying to figure out what to eat. Mom had left a delicious pot of egusi soup on the stove, and the aroma was taunting us 🤤. Lisi, being the mischievous little thing she is, kept eyeing the pot, whispering, "Oya, let's go sneak a taste!"

Just as we were about to make our move, Dad walked in, cleared his throat, and said, "Aha! Perfect timing, kids! I was just, uh, checking on the soup..." 👀. Next thing we knew, he snatched the pot and made a run for it 🚀!

Lisi and I looked at each other, confused, and shouted, "Dad, where are you going with Mom's soup?!" 😂. Dad didn't answer; he just kept running, laughing, with the pot in hand 🏃‍♂️.

Fast forward to Mom's arrival, and she's like, "Where's my soup?! Who stole my soup?!" 😱. Lisi and I were like, "Not us, Mom! whispers Ask Dad!" 🤫.

Mom stormed into the living room, where Dad and his friends were enjoying a rice-and-soup party 🍚😋. Dad, with an innocent face, said, "Huh? What soup, dear?" 🤣. Mom just shook her head and laughed, "You and your 'soup-er' friends!"

The best part? Dad got tasked with cooking dinner . Guess he won't be "stealing" food anytime soon! 🍴😂