INTP: *microwaving food* Hey, what's with that thing where animals explode if you microwave them?

INTJ: What?! That's stupid. When you put an animal in a microwave it becomes what is technically known as cooked. Why would it explode?

INTP: Live animals.

INTJ: I still don't see how it could explode.

INTP: Ah.

*short silence*

INTP: Actually the reason I ask is I know where there's a dead squirrel in the yard.

INTJ: Oh. Let's warm up the burritos first, and didn't you say it had to be a live animal?

Behind The Scenes

*while trying to co-author a post*

INTP: Do you think we should say "INTP and INTJ together" so it's clear it's the same people as before?

INTJ: We did. It's called a conjunction. 

INTJ:  And if people can't figure that out they shouldn't be reading it.

INTP: Wow, that was dripping with condescension.

INTJ: Condensation? *laughs. The INTP does not*

~ five minutes later ~

The exact same argument takes place.

INTP: Nice.

Introduing the INFJ

INFJ: *looking in the fridge* What are all these containers doing in here?!

INTP: Just chilling! . . . hey, that was an amazing pun. *smirks*

INTJ: AAAAAAARRGH

INFJ: what

INTP and INTJ: CHILLING. THE FOOD IS CHLLING. IN THE FRIDGE. 👹