Thanks a bunch
My boyfriend - let's call him 'Rusty' - used to have a close friend who we'll call 'Incubus', due to his ability to drain the life out of every social situation. He was the most tight-fisted bastard, renowned for stealing from charity collections (putting in a few pennies and grabbing a fist full of coins).
Now, Rusty was moving with a group of mates (and Incubus had none) so he arranged to move him in too. Was he grateful? No, he acted like even more of a kanute than before and decided to sabotage our relationship by sending me texts and emails saying 'Rusty doesn't fancy you', then sobbing like Tiny Tears when he got found out. When it was time to move, the c*nt was too 'depressed' (lazy) to do anything, so Rusty did it all.
A couple of months in, the new housemates were called to a meeting. My boyfriend soon realised that Incubus (who was too scared to show up) had told his mates a huge pile of lies, which for some reason they'd believed (e.g. that Rusty had tried to steal his girlfriend - he didn't have one - and that'd he'd beat him up). The housemates were totally enamoured of Incubus to the extent that one of them dropped him off to his stupid I.T. job every morning with a packed lunch. That didn't piss off Rusty as much as coming back days later to find that his stuff had been packed into boxes (apart from anything that the housemates had fancied and stolen) with a neat little note telling him to move out.
A few months later a series of letters started to arrive. Incubus had written to the local council to tell them that Rusty had been living alone in the house for a year and owed the council £1k of tax. He also told his lies to everyone who'd listen, losing Rusty a lot of mates. Never mind, as far as we know, he's still living in the middle of ASBO-ville (where the neighbours shoot at each other with air rifles) getting my boyfriend's mates to wipe his arse for him as he hits 30. Some thanks I guess...
(Rosemarysbaby, Thu 24 May 2007, 18:08, Reply)