Ok I have to tell you all this... and derricks comment brought the memory back of it...
When we lived in Rancho Cucamonga, the in-laws moved in with us, after I said explicitly they couldn't for at least 3 years after we moved into our place... just to get some away time and normalization again... (6months went by to where they couldnt afford their own house without us paying it and they short sale'd it ANYHOO)
I don't hide I don't get along with my FiL nor my MiL in the slightest...I am a strong believer in Filipino Tradition and respect, but the American in me also demands the same, which never happened, so fuck them right...
Anyway to the laxative part... They like that pukish Vanilla Creamer Sugar fuck fuck shit in their coffee...well evil asshole I am ( remember my old post about doing good shit to offset the evil shit I do ) I added a bottle of powdered laxative non flavored to their creamer...the super extra fucking strength stuff...
Anyway...they were both on the can for 2 weeks in and out at least 3-5 times daily... Wife being the nurse was like, " Dadu whats wrong" MiL also pissing from her ass at least 3-5 times a day...they were both like..." I think we caught a bug or something, we always are going"
All the while I am sitting there sipping away on my custom brew coffee each morning laughing when I see both of them head to the rest room approx 15 minutes after they have their coffee.
I owned up to that shit ( haha pun ) to the wife years later and told her straight forward what I did... the complete, "I don't know if I should fucking laugh or hate you look" she had was priceless... she really did fucking bust out laughing but also was like, OMG honey don't do that again!...BUT!!!
I did a few times honestly but did it to other stuff of theirs...
See I had 3 rules they needed to follow and I told the wife about this before they actually moved in and they agreed...
1. Don't park in the driveway... I leave at 4am in the morning and if your car is there and I have to move it, you just broke my routine and schedule.
2. Garage is off limits... None of your shit in my garage.
3. My dogs are more important to me than you are...you fuck with my dogs in anyway I will fuck with you right back.
First day they fucked up on all 3.
I've towed their Car twice...wake up in the morning for work... their fucking car was in the way... called a tow truck... No idea whos fucking car this is, tow it.
Come home from the field, open garage... fucking boxes where my truck goes... ran their shit over back and forth a few times, then stuff the remnants in their car.
FiL actually hit my Lab in the nose when he was a pup with a stick...yup you guessed it... I took that said stick and fucking hit him with it. My lab still has a scar on his nose from this incident.