I noticed eggs disappearing from our fridge every time my mother-in-law Andrea visited. At first, I thought she might be struggling and taking a few to get by, but the disappearances were too regular to ignore. So, I set up a hidden camera. What I saw shocked me: Andrea was stealing the eggs, wrapping them carefully, and selling them to our neighbor, Mrs. Davis, claiming they were from her imaginary backyard chickens.
Angry but determined, I came up with the perfect revenge. I hollowed out a carton of eggs and filled them with a mix of mustard and hot sauce. Sure enough, Andrea took the bait and sold the sabotaged eggs to Mrs. Davis. Later, Mrs. Davis cracked one open, shrieked in disgust, and stormed over, demanding answers. I made sure both she and Andrea knew exactly what had happened. Andrea was humiliated, Mrs. Davis was furious, and my fridge has been egg-theft free ever since. Sometimes, revenge is best served with a spicy twist.
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