"Oh, awkward. I was about to eat that. I didn't realize we were putting our names on food now." (He wasn't really about to eat it).
I only labeled my food because I was putting it in the communal fridge at work, but then ended up just bringing it back home. Shoot, man, shoot. But it still made me laugh.
Last weekend, Greg also said to me, "I don't hate dogs like you hate babies, but they're not my favorite." Heh! I don't hate babies. And I certainly don't eat them, though Greg has told Stephanie (albeit jokingly) I do. Make that "shoot, man, shoot" times 10.