
in my first year i lived in a studenty flat thing next door to this guy steve. not so much hellish, more weird.
he left his tap on accidentally, flooded our flat and the one below us.
when i got a sneak into his room, it was absolutely full of orange juice cartons. his dad used to come and deliver them every other week or so.
he had a naked thing and unfortunately didnt understand windows - often we'd walk past to see his naked form prancing around in his room.
he once knocked on my door for about half an hour, but i ignored him. upon looking through my spyhole, he was stark bollock naked, so i figured he'd lost his key after the shower(me being the helpful person i am, i ignored him). then after another 20 minutes of knocking, he went back into his room.
he was heard making mad racist comments by the vending machines.
he offered to give my mate boxing lessons in return for some tobacco.
oh, and he always used to cook soup. even that pissed me off about him. and his phone had the loudest ringtone on earth, always at 5am.
business studies students, eh?
i'll stop now. promise
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he left his tap on accidentally, flooded our flat and the one below us.
when i got a sneak into his room, it was absolutely full of orange juice cartons. his dad used to come and deliver them every other week or so.
he had a naked thing and unfortunately didnt understand windows - often we'd walk past to see his naked form prancing around in his room.
he once knocked on my door for about half an hour, but i ignored him. upon looking through my spyhole, he was stark bollock naked, so i figured he'd lost his key after the shower(me being the helpful person i am, i ignored him). then after another 20 minutes of knocking, he went back into his room.
he was heard making mad racist comments by the vending machines.
he offered to give my mate boxing lessons in return for some tobacco.
oh, and he always used to cook soup. even that pissed me off about him. and his phone had the loudest ringtone on earth, always at 5am.
business studies students, eh?
i'll stop now. promise