When I was at war with my housemate, I joked to my BF that I would get two fish from the petshop (about 30p in those days) and put them in her frozen chips. So that when she shook them out, she wouwd immediately think they were her fish! OMG! (Fish Called Wanda stylee)
He explained calmly and sensibly that the dead fish might affect her regardless of whether they were hers or not. I don't think so, as imo she was a sociopath. Then again, as time went on I often hoped she was only queit in the mornings (rare) because she was dead. So it takes one to know one.
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