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.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
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HorridAn old school chum of mine once had the unfortunate luck to have this happen to him. Lets call him John (as his real name was Al)
I dont really see him any more, he ended up working in a place me and few friends worked in. And so our story begins...
Having dropped one of his friends off at his house for a Xmas Family party, he was invited in for a few drinks, well, a few drinks turned into many, and many turned into a bottle of scotch.
He tried to head home, but being int he state he was, was given the spare room to stay over.
The next Morning there was alot of commotion. On the landing was Toilet Paoaper and poo, and poo-hand marks over the light switches, toilet floor, walls, smeared everywhere.
Everyone was in the breakfast room, eating cereal and discussing the discovery. Meanwhile mum was upstairs - rubber gloves on cleaning the mess up.
John then walks into the breakfast room. His friends offer him Breakfast - he politley declines, and instead collects his keys and leaves, everyone is puzzled... then theres a scream... from upstairs.
In Johns room (which by the way was more or less immaculate), their Mum had pulled back the covers to find under the Duvet -- sh1t smeared into the bed clothes, then made the rather unsavoury discovery of sh!t filled boxer shorts stuffed down the back of the Radiator.
He never returned.
(, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:56, 1 reply)
How long until they found the boxersSeeing as it was winter i dread to think what it smelt like with the heating on full blast
(, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 16:09, closed)
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