When I was little, everytime I got mad with my grandmother I would switch the salt and the sugar from their jars.
I stopped doing that when she discovered my trick and took revenge when she gave me a salty muffin.
A friend of mine once accidentally put salt in our coffee, so for several days after that, every time we had coffee, we came up with ways to sneak salt into it. We were 18 and used to hang out every damn day, I miss those times.











