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jaiyenyen i cantr green you at the mo, but im rollin up mate :rofl:
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My nephew continually had his sack lunch stolen from his locker in high school. He knew it was one of his two locker-mates, but couldn't pin either one with the deed.
He complained about it to me one night, and we thoughtfully put together a batch of chocolate chip cookies made from chocolate-flavored Ex-Lax (constipation reliever) which doubled quite well for chocolate chips.
It only took one stolen lunch, and many mad dashes from class to the restroom for the thieving locker-mate to be revealed. Furthermore, the lunch-snatcher didn't always successfully make it to the toilet before his cup runnethed over. Consequently, at the end of the school day, he could also be identified by a slight stench and damp spot on the rear of his trousers. Ergo: not a word was said, and no more stolen lunches.
Revenge is especially sweet when served with bogus chocolate!
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^ Bit like the time my Mum ate a whole raw garlic clove in an Indian restaurant, mistaking it for a Brazil nut. I can't claim that, though. She did it herself. :(
Edit - guess who didn't realise there was a page 2? ooops! That was in reply to post #20
