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Kitti, the Unstoppable Hex Machine

...and a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries...

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Oh, the joy!

Today is the last day before payday. I have all of 6 quid in my pocket (the bus being 3 of that) and I have an open mic to go to tonight, and was hoping to save the other 3 for a pint. Hoping to.

After boiling the kettle, spooning both coffee and sugar into my mug and then going to the fridge, I realise that the milk that was there yesterday, is now nowhere to be seen.
"Never mind", thinks I, "black coffee's not THAT bad, at least I have toast".
With that, I take my last 2 slices of bread and place them in the toaster.

I return, not 5 minutes later, to find two blackened, crumbling lumps that were once bread (I think).

Thank you, so much, housemates. You are both a blessing and and answered prayer all in one! Obviously, you knew very well that I'm trying to watch my figure so you drank all the milk, just to save me from myself! How lucky I am to live with people that would knowingly turn the toaster up to beyond "toasty", and way past "charred", so selflessly sacrificing the only bit of food I have left, just to help me stick to my diet!

I really am truly touched...

In a word..

Cunts.

K. xxx