Yellowy brown, shit-stained peepee recepticle
A long time ago, just before we moved out of our second Uni flat, the landlord basically told us that there was no way we would be getting our deposit back as the place was a state.

This of course, was tantamount to throwing down the rubber gauntlet.

So we donned our cleaning attire and got down to business.

Now, during this time, one of our housemates decided to get a hangover which ended him up in hospital with a torn throat through vomiting too much - nice.

However, this meant that there were only two of us left to do all the cleaning. Not happy. But the challenge was on. After two days of constant scrubbing and spraying and hoovering, everything was looking pretty ship shape.

Apart from the toilet. That hadn't been cleaned since we moved in. Ugh.

We felt that our stupid hungover friend deserved a punishment for leaving us to the scrubbing. So we left him that toilet. We told him he had to do it as soon as he got back from the hospital or we'd lose our deposit.

We laughed as he knelt over the yellowy brown, shit-stained peepee recepticle, marigolds on, and started scrubbing. For about two seconds.

Then he vomited.

Blood.

Over everything.

Still made him clean the bog when we got him back from the hospital though.

Length? About six inches of skid marks and a two foot bloodstain.
( mrlogic is copying your beard, Wed 31 Mar 2010, 10:18, 2 replies)

Well?
Did it work? You can't leave us hanging like this, we need to know if the landlord coughed up.
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Wed 31 Mar 2010, 11:20, closed)

Did you get
your deposit back? Enquiring minds need to know!
(Jester_, Wed 31 Mar 2010, 16:57, closed)