Originally Posted by Frownland

A group of comrades discussing their friend Karam:
"Gentlemen, something's not right with Karam, he shat in my vodka yesterday. "
"Guys, I think he's fine. He's always been pretty normal."
The room chattered with agreement.
A bang came from the end of the table. Vjatscheslav unclenched his fist and rose.
"Are you blind? Brothers! Karamazov! We have to do something."
Karam was executed the next day.