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This lad upstairs
is always coming down to our flat and seeing if we have any food that he can tuck in on. Like biscuits, cakes, crisps, anything going spare. We once had a bbq outside which cost us about £4 each and he got loads of it for free. Sound lad, but he loves to take.
Anyway, we found out that this tin of biscuits in our flat had been there for about 4 months. We opened it and it had loads of stale biscuits in with ants crawling all over them. We put a note on the lid saying 'Help Yourself! x' and left them in his room.
Are we evil?