So I did something.
I came home on Friday night at I was pretty drunk. I opened a box of Kohls Lucky charms and ate them dry straight from the box. Like I literally stuck my dirty hands inside the box and touched all the cereal looking for marshmallows, so obviously I replaced it for him. I bought a whole new box and put it on his shelf before he got home and he didn’t notice. Apparently I just do bizarre things when I am drunk, because I put the old box in his closet in the living room.
WTF? Why would I do that? So dumb.
He found it of course because I put it in his fucking closet, and the box is still about half full, so he puts it on the kitchen counter with a note that says
“found this in my closet, I don’t know where they came from, but they’re not mine… ”
So that’s pretty weird already, but then I find it when he’s not home and I’m baked as all fuckersburg and I eat all the marshmallows out and leave like 1/4 box of shitty marshmalloless cereal on the counter with his original note. I just act like I never saw it.
I got home from work today and he had thrown it out, so he definitely saw what I did.
I’m realizing how weird of a thing that is to do, and I really do not understand why I would do that, but I think it’s hilarious.
(Source: hillarybuckholtz, via one-millionpieces)
