1. Shit in/on their shoes, socks, knicker draw and or jewelry box.
Just wait until she sees the kitchen.
2. Tell your soon to be non significant other that your parent, grandparent, childhood dog, small diseased Ethiopian child you have been sponsoring on and off or your pet furby has died and you can no longer handle the stress of the tragic death and being with them. Maybe you should take a very long break to reevaluate where you two are going with your lives.
I loved my pet alot a lot.
3. Horse Porn.
That's a mighty fine stallion you have there sir.
4. Stab them.
Oh look, there is one of them pointy, stabby things.
5. Pretend you have cancer and fake your own death.
We need the place empty to have massive orgies.
You aren't invited but pass the invite along to your hot friends.
You aren't invited but pass the invite along to your hot friends.
So if you need more excuses might I suggest drugging their drink, putting a black bag over their head and pretend to kidnap them and yell surprise when you have driven out to the middle of bum fuck Egypt and leave them their with all of their belongings. You could just sit down and just rationally talk about your issues like adults but why do that when there is always Timmy the Tumor?
Note: A lot of the alots belong to Allie over at Hyperbole and a Half. She the mutha fuckin champ at drawing unicorns.