Well, that taught 'emSammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
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wooAt uni, I had the absolute misfortune to share with four of the scummiest lads around. I didn't post about them in horrible housemates in case they read this, but then, hey, I don't live with them any more.
For a long time, I just got pissed off with my kitchen stuff being left greasy or mouldy in the kitchen, but accepted it as part of shared house hell. One day, however, something snapped. I'd been threatening violence for ages, never really meaning it, but I threatened to stab someone the next time my knife was found covered in slime or dried on chisel proof crud.
Not long after, I found my knife, all a-covered with mash (Why? it's not like it needs cutting!). And being both impulsive and not one to go back on my word, I threw it across the kitchen in a fit of rage - where it whistled straight past the ear of the least bad of the lot.
I thought two things would happen - I thought I'd feel guilty, and I thought it'd make no difference. Wrong on both counts. The boys all got really, really nice after that.
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