so nice of you to drop by Satan

There are four things of a man with which you should never mess: his food, his car, his mother, or his significant other. Should you fail to heed this warning you will suffer the consequences.

They're really not, unless you're a parent, if it's their food and they paid for it, and don't want anyone else to over indulge in it, then it's perfectly fine to keep it to themselves. I used to hide food in my room from my sister so I wouldn't come home to it completely gone and I got none. I also used to hide my bags of chips from my dad because he has self control issues with them and he'd literally eat the whole bag on me every time if I put it in our pantry.

You're one of those dicks that steals your room mate's food. P.S. they hate you.

Don't be entitled. They bought it, it's their damn food, not yours.

Not everyone can afford to have enough to share. I had my own junk food stash when I was a teen. If I didn't buy it for myself I wouldn't have had it, and I only made $20 or so a week babysitting, so didn't really have enough to share. OP needs to fix some brownies with actual dirt and tiny gravel in them. I'm the type of person who would dump open food all over your bare mattress and put the sheets and covers back on. Have fun laying on that. Smear mustard and mayo, throw some pickles on, etc.

If I don't hide my food or drinks, my brother will either A: eat it all or B: hide it from me. I work and buy my own snacks and drinks and if I don't want someone to touch it I'm entitled to hide it so no one can take it.

A comment complaining about the other comments without adding any useful advice itself? You must feel very original.

I am so sorry to have offended you with my words. That I had thought I could speak to my community. Lo that I should look upon any texts and decipher commonality among the phrases. For to remark upon a burgeoning similarity in the voices is to sin. Please forgive my trespass against the sincerities of which your own comment resides. True, it will be that my own indiscretion shall forever haunt and terrify my every consequent action and I in this moment must contemplate a life burdened by the guilt of what I have done. You may think me weaker as one who would forfeit life when faced upon the visions of Hell. A hell known to me as the reflection of my own life. Truly in this moment of Revelation I do see myself in the reflection of calm waters. My inner beast surfaced in my comment and you alone have chosen to champion it. My Savior. My redeemer. I thank you for salvaging my life and building me up new with no crack in my hide save the stitching of where you mended.

#45, I love it ?