Not so much housemates
as chaps with whom I was at boarding school. I recall a time in the upper sixth when the lads who lived in the corridor commonly known as Rugby Row for reasons self-evident, elected to engage in a new pass-time called "bog wars".

Each boy's (single) room adjoined a sort of shower-loo cupboard thing which was shared with the room next door, and bog wars consisted of trying to block each others' toilets using only bodily waste. After a while, the shit actually protruded above the level of the seat.

When the cleaners came along to do their chatting and drinking tea in the corridor, the heinous heaps of sin in the loos caused two of the three to add to the noisome mountains of arse-cake with vomit, and they refused to clean.

Eventually they had to get the hazmat people in to clean and disinfect.

Height? The biggest pile was about 1'6" at its peak.
(Omnizor Spooning bits of road for breakfast., Wed 4 Mar 2009, 11:24, 1 reply)

Vile!
*bokes*
(Sundayturkey has the biggest mug of tea, Wed 4 Mar 2009, 15:09, closed)