Reposted by Matheus "Green" Ferreira

Tonight you can do me the honor of christening my forks.
"Forks?"
"Yes, from Florence. New little invention. It's for pronging meat and carrying it to the mouth. It saves you dirtying your fingers."
"But then you dirty the fork."
"Yes, but it's washable."
"So are your fingers. I don't see the point.