It's the MUG rack at the end of the World!

My bedroom is like a magnet for mugs. I don't know why, but there are empty teacups all over the shop. I mean, it was emptied of them this morning and already there are two. I don't remember how they get here, I don't know how it works. They arrive, they build up, they disappear. My mugs are like mushrooms. Ceramic mushrooms with pictures of smoking cartoon dinosaurs on them and a faint sugary/tea coating at the bottom.

Anyway.

This is what I propose:



THE GREAT TEACUP HEIST



Basically, I hoard teacups in my room and see how long it takes before anybody notices. I'll pile them up and see how many I can accumulate.

Here are the rules:



1: Every night, just before I go to bed, the teacups shall be collected and placed in a secret place in my room. Although secret, this place WILL be accessible to anybody who really feels the need to search for my teacups.

2: Teacups must be taken from my room. No empty teacups from downstairs.

3: Teacups must have either been previously filled with tea/coffee, and they must have been drunk by me.

4: Getting empty teacups from downstairs is not allowed.

5: Making tea downstairs and bringing it up is acceptable however, the beverage must be consumed in the room.

6: Teacup numbers will be posted on the blog at regular intervals.

7: Teacups will be removed from the room under the following conditions:



a: I lose interest in the idea (very possible)

b: My room gets infested by ants (admittedly, unlikely in the middle of winter)

c: We actually run out of teacups (depending on how well the heist goes, very possible)

d: If an adult attempts to physically remove them, they will not be stopped.



8: Yeah, that's it.



Current teacup count: 2



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