How many idiots does it take?

Last night after dinner, hubby was craving something sweet (as usual), so I scrounged around and found a box of Jello Instant Pudding (butterscotch) and whipped it up for him. After dividing it into different bowls, I asked if he wanted what was left in the mixing bowl. As I held the larger bowl above his bowl, he scraped the remainder out with a spoon and said, "How many idiots does it take to scrape a bowl?"

Feeling unusually quick-witted, I said,

"One."

Then I giggled about it the rest of the night.