Getting Even

I have three roommates (five if you count the boyfriend of one and a never ending stream of trysts for the other) and while I am close to one; slowly they all have gotten on my nerves. While I am very generous for the most part, there are somethings that annoy me. Taking all my cups , lemons, sodas, and juice for you and your very loud friends to drink is offensive enough; But coming home to see you going through my stuff is another. So here is my secret; I put a nail in her tires and put dollops of dish soap and liquid laxatives in all of my drinks that I no longer want. Lets just say, She’s been doing a whole lot of confessing lately.