GOOD TIMES

You know what's a fun game?? When you see woman strolling with her baby(ies) in a carriage (the baby should be facing out) and they are totally oblivious, chatting on the phone or with their friends or getting lattes and causing scenes at restaurants, put a look of real concern on your face and in low tones say things like "is that baby dead? It looks purple, what's wrong with it?!" and give the mother a really dirty look, stand back and then watch the panic happen. It's great. If you're afraid of death you can say "is that kid retarded??". That works too.

MANOREXIA

I'm trying to give this guy at work an eating disorder by constantly telling him that rats are under the vending machine or roaches were found in one of those disgusting "honey buns" that he loves to eat or asking him to check the wrappers on his snickers for mouse bit marks. It was going ok, a few weeks ago, he was hardly ever coming to the vending machines and annoying me by trying to make eye contact, but I've had to cut down on my mind fucking because I got busy with WORK, and now he's been coming back to the vending machine a lot more. He must think its safe. I'll have to get back on this once work slows down a little, I don't like to slack off on my pointless torture of weirdos of the world.