Mother-In-Law Catches Son’s Wife Pissing In Her Tea Pot, So That Will Make For An Uncomfortable Thanksgiving

For many people, dealing with in-laws feels more like a chore than a privilege. And that’s under the pretense that you love your partner.

Imagine if you were forced into a marriage that you never wanted to begin with, with a mother-in-law who sucked. That sounds like the ingredients for homicide. Or at the very least, pissing in your mother-in-law’s tea pot.

And that’s exactly what Rekha Nagvanshi did. For a whole year. And then took the liberty of pouring her a cup.

According to one of Rekha’s friends,

“She was very unhappy with her arranged marriage and said her husband treated her like a slave and eventually she decided she’d had enough.

But after moving out, he begged her to go back for the sake of their four-year-old daughter.

She agreed but only if he cooked for her, massaged her feet and did all the washing up.”

Get it, girl.

Unfortunately, this new arrangement did not sit well with the husband’s parents, thus triggering the pissing idea.

Suraj, the mother-in-law, reports:

“We used to go and visit them once or twice a week. And although we knew she didn’t like us we had no idea she was doing this. She always smiled and offered us tea and we accepted.

But one day I went into the kitchen and found her urinating into the teapot.”

The couple have since split and the (ex) husband’s parents are prosecuting Rekha.

Even if this was deserved, it takes a certain type of monster to commit a crime everyday for a year without a tangible payoff. It would be one thing if a certain amount of pee consumption killed her mother-in-law, but I think pee like good for you or something. I saw Bear Gryll’s do it once. I’ve never drank piss, but I once had a Fresca. Also, I’m struggling to come to terms with how Rekha could go 365 days without saying “How’s your piss?” 365 missed opportunities.

Sidetone: It took me about an hour to write this post because it was really tough to concentrate with this image bouncing around my head…

[H/T Unilad]

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