Scene: My wife saw something on my shirt and brushed it off
Her (deadpan): You've got starving face mouse poop.
Me (after pondering this over for quite a bit): Say that again
Her: Soft fuzzy mouse poop
She burst out laughing when I told her what I thought she had said.
-Editor's note: I am on vacation as of today and will not be returning until the end of the month. I will respond when I can. Enjoy!