When it all goes too far...
Fortunately not my housemate but one of my coursemates...
My friend 'E' shared a room in a student house; a square room with no partition to allow any privacy, all she could really do was pretend to be asleep and pull the covers up when her room mate brought guys back for an energetic shag in the opposite bed.
Her room mate (cant remember her name now so it may as well be 'A') didnt get on with two 3rd year girls in the house, who had roomed together all the way through Uni and so a bit of a feud began. What sparked it off no one could really remember but it was possibly the long, exuberant sessions with a noisy vibrator in the communal bathroom which was situated next to their room (shaging with her roommate present was OK but wanking must have been a more personal matter?!?)
Anyway, to cut an already rambling story down to size, suffice it to say that a few rounds of tit for tat soon got out of hand.
Starting with all the bathroom products being poured down the drain (and creating an unwanted foam party behind the house), oranges being injected with ink and pickle jars with a new bleach additive, it almost ended with 'A' moving out. Unfortunately 'A' still had her front door key and used it to come back one final time and leave some not-very-fresh badger roadkill in one of the kitchen cupboards.
Rentakill had to come fully suited up to remove the poor creature and all the maggots and flies that it had spawned during its short stay.
How could this have been avoided? Follow the Golden Rule : Always get the keys back.
( ForecastMonkey, Wed 4 Mar 2009, 18:27, Reply)