I hate that time of year where #flies just can't seem to get out of your face with their excitement. It's like "yeah, I get that you're a randy boi for my garbage, but can't you just buzz off and take it outside like a civilized shit-tier forager?"
I'm not sure what bombastic theatrics you have in mind, but sacrificing is primarily a mindset.
You're free in refusing to understanding your roommates, but it will not stop them buzzing.
@tam I may be a garbage-generator just like any other human, but I'm not fucking Grandfather Nurgle. This sort of sacrificial prostration is just plain unseemely...