Wouldn't it be awful if you were the flatmate someone was banging on about?Again at uni is where we met ours... myself and my partner had to share digs with people who would regularly go out clubbing or to score drugs and wouldn't pay rent or bills. The landlord used to visit but they were always out, the local kebab shop sent around a black belt in karate with a fistful of bounced checks, and the manager of barclays bank once visited to enquire about the amount of money one of them had borrowed (well £9,500 in a year and a half was a bit excessive seeing as this was before tuition fees - oh and the bank manager did look like the grim reaper). The landlord finally snapped and threw us out when he came to chase one flatmate for rent (unfortunately he had brought round some prospective tennants fo the next term) and found a sink full of puke that hadn't been cleaned for over a week in his room instead. I thought he was going to have a coronary on the spot as he went deeper and deeper shades of red.... oh and it all ended in a fight and me being threatened 'I'll stab you in the neck' ..... nice flatmates.
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