Housemate #1 stumbles in, screams “Wee!” and collapses onto the couch.
Housemate #1: “I’m going to f-up everyone in this house. I’m going to kill everyone and use their skin for my book covers. I like book covers…especially when they are made of people’s skin. Can I kill you now?
She then goes upstairs. A few minutes later another housemate comes down…
Housemate #2: Apparently we need to lock our doors tonight because [housemate #1] is on a murderous rampage. Especially you guys. You have balls.