House Guests
"Last week," Ungersven confesses, "I vomited over almost everything in a friend's spare room. The only thing to escape the deluge was the rather attractive (alas engaged) French girl who was sharing the bed with me." Tell us about nightmare guests or Fred West-a-like hosts.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
"Last week," Ungersven confesses, "I vomited over almost everything in a friend's spare room. The only thing to escape the deluge was the rather attractive (alas engaged) French girl who was sharing the bed with me." Tell us about nightmare guests or Fred West-a-like hosts.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
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I used to lodge with an older couple
She had two teenage sons by a previous marriage, who would occasionally come to visit and stay over on the sofa-bed.
Fair enough. My only problems were:
- They didn't appear to speak any English (she was Italian), despite apparently living and going to school in the UK, making conversations awkward
- They watched shite pop TV all day. Whenever they visited they would NEVER go out, just sit on the sofa eating Pringles and watching music TV
- They apparently didn't understand how to flush the toilet. Even if they'd had a dump.
The whole thing reached it's weird apogee when the TV was a bit loud late one night and I popped into the lounge to ask them to turn it down. They were sat on the sofa next to one another, duvet over their laps, casually knocking one out to some American teen pap on MTV.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:30, 1 reply)
She had two teenage sons by a previous marriage, who would occasionally come to visit and stay over on the sofa-bed.
Fair enough. My only problems were:
- They didn't appear to speak any English (she was Italian), despite apparently living and going to school in the UK, making conversations awkward
- They watched shite pop TV all day. Whenever they visited they would NEVER go out, just sit on the sofa eating Pringles and watching music TV
- They apparently didn't understand how to flush the toilet. Even if they'd had a dump.
The whole thing reached it's weird apogee when the TV was a bit loud late one night and I popped into the lounge to ask them to turn it down. They were sat on the sofa next to one another, duvet over their laps, casually knocking one out to some American teen pap on MTV.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:30, 1 reply)
All Italians are like this.
It's due to generations of 'em drinking their own bathwater.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 16:14, closed)
It's due to generations of 'em drinking their own bathwater.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 16:14, closed)
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