Ok - I admit what I did was childish, immature - but it felt so damned good. My ex husband has celiac's disease - can't tolerate flour, barley, etc. Tonight I ran into him and he asked me when I was going to move "my dresser" out of his "room", which is locked by the way. Now I have written this man so many emails my "saved" file is taking over my email storage space limits. No responses - no responses. So I wrote him an email - called him nasty names, told him that I was done with the upstairs and the basement - he could move his f___ing furniture out of the house NOW including my dresser. I also explained that because I had to do the main floor, I had to throw out his empty bourbon bottles - about 200 of em - man kinda drinks a lot - kinda stupid when you're allergic to grains - even if they are distilled. Then I got a large bowl - filled it with flour, and went into his locked room (He dropped one of his keys and I have it) spread an imperceptable layer of flour over everything - his pillows -his underwear - his long under - especially crotch areas - his blankets - his winter sweaters. Then I relocked his locked room, and spread flour on his art work - he fancies himself an artist, but everything he owns is so dusty he'll never notice the flour too LOL - then I went to the basement, and carefully rubbed flour on all his tools. OK - so what I did is bad - but it won't kill him - but he'll have a lot of the runs and wonder what the hell has happened since he's being so careful with his diet. Wish I could be a fly on the wall. I'm sitting here writing this and wondering - can I get arrested for this? I don't think so - I don't think it's provable. Ok - so I had fun - I admit it.
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