Y.O.M© You Owe Me!
It is the opposite of I.O.U.
Take whatâs rightfully yours and leave a lovely Y.O.M© note.
Simple!
I paid for your takeaway and you promised to pay me back, but you didnât because you are a complete tight arse.
Y.O.M©
I have cooked, cleaned and wiped your arse for 10 years and had nothing in return. Y.O.M©
I screamed as the fluttery, beating wings of the giant moth in my bathroom, fluttered like a drum past my face. I had to name him. I named him Mothew.