So I’m sat at home preparing to get through some long overdue paperwork (I haven’t opened much of my mail recently) and I feel the urge to make myself a nice cup of tea. I wander into the kitchen and go through the motions of making myself the hot drink in question when I suddenly realise there is no sugar in the sugar pot. Now, this is quite strange because my f*cking idiot housemate, Len bought some sugar only last night. I know this because 1. I had several drinks and had an abundance of sugar at my disposal and 2. Len bought ‘half spoon’ sugar by accident and due to him being f*ucking mentally challenged, kept putting too much sugar in his drink, prompting him to react each time like someone had shit in his mouth.
Because Len is a complete f*ucking moron, it doesn’t take me long to piece the puzzle together. He’s obviously thrown out the new sugar without giving a moment’s thought to me and whether I might like it, which was evident last night when I was f*ucking using it.
Michael