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I walked to a nearby village, in order to fill a jar with meat without my mum finding out.
I do it in a disabled toilet in the church.
I also separate egg yolks to put into my drink. I got egg whites everywhere. I'm left with the meat packet, as well as the egg box and egg shells.
I'm a good person, so I didn't put them in the church bin.
I'm getting strange looks as I walk home, so I dispose of them in some random fuckers bin.
As I walk away, I hear a door open. "OI!"
I turn and some man and his wife had just watched me put my waste in their bin.
"That's our bin!" They say in near unison.
They're irrationally pissed. Especially the husband.
"Oh sorry, I thought that was a public bin. I'm new to the area and I see them littered all around the place." I explain.
"That's our personal bin!" The guy says. He is fucking PISSED.
He sounds a lot like Karl Pilkington. Ukcels may know who that is. He looks more like John Malkovich.
"Ahh sorry."
"Come and take ya stuff out" He screams. His wife had her head in her hands.
This is the first time in a while I've been caught doing low inhib shit. I've sort of been living in an echo chamber. Shoplifting so much without a catharsis. I felt infallible.
I grab the meat packet.
"Just a meat packet. So sorry."
I turn to walk away
"What about the fucking eggs you prick!"
Wow. This dude is NOT biochemically healthy. Probably had bread for breakfast.
"Alright calm down" I joke. Looking back this was a mega cuck move. I should have held my ground and walked away or at least sworn back at him.
I take the egg box out, as the shells are all scattered about and there's a load of other shit in there.
"Once again, super sorry. Have a nice day!"
"There's still some fucking shells in there"
Like the abused dog that I am I turn back around and pick out some of the egg shells.
I try to slink off but he points to more.
"Get those ones."
I am this bald manlets slave. I pick out all the eggshells.
"Apologies once again!"
I toss them in a nearby bush to make myself feel better.
He mogged me so hard. He had complete power over me. I should have just walked off when they first yelled.
I hid the high meat jar in a bush behind a grave in my village's graveyard.
Can you see it?
I will never be mogged like this again.
I do it in a disabled toilet in the church.
I also separate egg yolks to put into my drink. I got egg whites everywhere. I'm left with the meat packet, as well as the egg box and egg shells.
I'm a good person, so I didn't put them in the church bin.
I'm getting strange looks as I walk home, so I dispose of them in some random fuckers bin.
As I walk away, I hear a door open. "OI!"
I turn and some man and his wife had just watched me put my waste in their bin.
"That's our bin!" They say in near unison.
They're irrationally pissed. Especially the husband.
"Oh sorry, I thought that was a public bin. I'm new to the area and I see them littered all around the place." I explain.
"That's our personal bin!" The guy says. He is fucking PISSED.
He sounds a lot like Karl Pilkington. Ukcels may know who that is. He looks more like John Malkovich.
"Ahh sorry."
"Come and take ya stuff out" He screams. His wife had her head in her hands.
This is the first time in a while I've been caught doing low inhib shit. I've sort of been living in an echo chamber. Shoplifting so much without a catharsis. I felt infallible.
I grab the meat packet.
"Just a meat packet. So sorry."
I turn to walk away
"What about the fucking eggs you prick!"
Wow. This dude is NOT biochemically healthy. Probably had bread for breakfast.
"Alright calm down" I joke. Looking back this was a mega cuck move. I should have held my ground and walked away or at least sworn back at him.
I take the egg box out, as the shells are all scattered about and there's a load of other shit in there.
"Once again, super sorry. Have a nice day!"
"There's still some fucking shells in there"
Like the abused dog that I am I turn back around and pick out some of the egg shells.
I try to slink off but he points to more.
"Get those ones."
I am this bald manlets slave. I pick out all the eggshells.
"Apologies once again!"
I toss them in a nearby bush to make myself feel better.
He mogged me so hard. He had complete power over me. I should have just walked off when they first yelled.
I hid the high meat jar in a bush behind a grave in my village's graveyard.
Can you see it?
I will never be mogged like this again.
