I keep half expecting to see something written about me on here...Nervy times...
Actually, all four of the occupants at my Huddersfield student house were flatmates from hell - myself included.
- I was the only person in the house who had a PC, so people would break into my room (credit card the door) to use it. The only reason I knew is that I'd see the light on in my room when I came home.
- We'd argue like five year olds over the phone bill, right down to the last quid. We'd have the yellow pages out and phone the operator to find out what a particular area code was. A conversation like the following would then ensue:
Bob - 01999, that's Cirencester
Everyone - I don't know anyone in Cirencester.
Bob - Well who's going to pay the 7p then?
*pause for thought*
Dan - Tom, where was that computer company you phoned three months ago. Wasn't that in Cirencester.
Tom - Ummmmm.
Everyone - you lying cranberry! (but really quite aggressively)
- Tom was one of those people who tries to act cool and PC in any situation. If we ever did anything nasty to him, his retort would always begin 'hey, guys' and end something like 'I'd really rather you didn't crap in my bed again'. Before storming off to his room.
- One member of the household had a home-made porn video amongst his gigantic video collection. Better still, it co-starred a fellow resident of last year's halls of residence. To throw his housemates off of the scent, he'd labelled it 'Lemmings'. While the pornmeister was out, the others settled down to watch a movie and were intrigued by the 'Lemmings' thing. So, they watched the whole thing. Lemming jokes ensued for the rest of the year!
I hope that one of others reads this (if anyone would be here, I'd guess that 'Bob' would). It would be nice to have a chuckle about it now.
(Actually, all four of the occupants at my Huddersfield student house were flatmates from hell - myself included.
- I was the only person in the house who had a PC, so people would break into my room (credit card the door) to use it. The only reason I knew is that I'd see the light on in my room when I came home.
- We'd argue like five year olds over the phone bill, right down to the last quid. We'd have the yellow pages out and phone the operator to find out what a particular area code was. A conversation like the following would then ensue:
Bob - 01999, that's Cirencester
Everyone - I don't know anyone in Cirencester.
Bob - Well who's going to pay the 7p then?
*pause for thought*
Dan - Tom, where was that computer company you phoned three months ago. Wasn't that in Cirencester.
Tom - Ummmmm.
Everyone - you lying cranberry! (but really quite aggressively)
- Tom was one of those people who tries to act cool and PC in any situation. If we ever did anything nasty to him, his retort would always begin 'hey, guys' and end something like 'I'd really rather you didn't crap in my bed again'. Before storming off to his room.
- One member of the household had a home-made porn video amongst his gigantic video collection. Better still, it co-starred a fellow resident of last year's halls of residence. To throw his housemates off of the scent, he'd labelled it 'Lemmings'. While the pornmeister was out, the others settled down to watch a movie and were intrigued by the 'Lemmings' thing. So, they watched the whole thing. Lemming jokes ensued for the rest of the year!
I hope that one of others reads this (if anyone would be here, I'd guess that 'Bob' would). It would be nice to have a chuckle about it now.
Thy Maker Sigs are rubbish,
Tue 18 Nov 2003, 16:37,
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