INTP kisses couch; "I don't want to leave this couch."
INTJ rolls eyes.
INTP: "I just had this mental image of me running down the road with the couch on my back, stealing it."
INTJ: "Mom would be running after you."
INTP laughs; "I suppose you would be too."
INTJ: "No, I'd be in the minicooper with my head stuck through the sunroof and a machine gun in my hands, right behind you."
