Most of my flatmates have been pretty tame, to be honestBut there was one when I first came to university who used to sit in his room singing along to Meatloaf at 3am. Fortunately, he had the same make of hi-fi as me, so I could just stick my remote control out of the window and turn it off.
A few years ago, I lived with possibly the clumsiest person in the entire world. Thanks to him, I don't own a single item of crockery that isn't damaged. He also managed to kick the washing machine (with his huge, clumsy feet) every single time he walked through the kitchen and used to spend 40 minutes, twice a day, having a dump.
(A few years ago, I lived with possibly the clumsiest person in the entire world. Thanks to him, I don't own a single item of crockery that isn't damaged. He also managed to kick the washing machine (with his huge, clumsy feet) every single time he walked through the kitchen and used to spend 40 minutes, twice a day, having a dump.
HP hasn't been here in aaaaaages,
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