I have this pet peeve of mine. I hate sharing food. Hate it. I'm not fat at all but I've been called a pig for not wanting to swap spit with people or let them put their knife in my plate when they could easily just go and get their own. I dont even want to drink out of the same bottle my mother drank from. I just fucking dont alright?? I feel disgusted at the mere idea of doing it. Backwash freaks me out. I cant. If you want to gargle my fluids I can prepare a bottle for you but I dont want to gargle yours.
I have my own personal mini-fridge. I paid for it and the food inside of it. I decided to lay traps in my fridge because I was done with people mooching off me or deciding "oh no I dont want to get fat but oh I want a bit of yours please." haha. Fuck that noise and either eat well or starve. After I get food I purposely leave some leftovers in my fridge. I contaminated them with period blood and other bodily fluids. Now I'm certainly not gonna eat these nasty meals. I will toss them after a period of time. I mark the containers.
Low and behold people ate the dishes. Sometimes in front of me. I asked "does that taste good??" and they replied "yeah thanks." Oh yeah. Thanks. I'm so glad you've stolen from me, didn't even ask, and are now thanking me. I hope you enjoy my blood, urine, and fecal matter.

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