I've had worse.
Some stray guy entered our party and casually said hello to those assembled in the kitchen (because as you know this is where most people end up). He unplugged the microwave and said they needed it in the lounge. No one really batted an eyelid as there was food in the lounge and it was assumed it needed warming up. He then walked straight out the front door with the microwave never to be seen again. This was South Africa mind you so I guess we were all lucky we didn't get stabbed or shot...
(The Archduke of South London I'm in your Girlfriend eating her organs, Sun 5 Jul 2009, 12:34, Reply)