Snitching a pack of peanut M&M's off the tables, WG came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
"You smell like peanuts!" I said.
WG stood with his arms around me for a moment before I realized he was holding his breath.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Holding my breath. I didn't want you to have to smell my peanuts."
(If you don't see what's funny about that, try saying it out loud. You"ll get it.)