I once had a flatmate who was so lazy he had a fungus growing in a cup in his bedroom - it was white and whispy so he nicknamed it "Albert". Tell us your tale of living with the disturbed, the odd, the fragile and the downright filthy.
(, Thu 12 Mar 2015, 17:40)
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As a student, living with 5 others of various levels of hygiene / alcoholism, it was not uncommon (almost every day) to find a tea towel on the sofa. I only realized towards the end of the year that one of my (female) flatmates was rather incontinent when she drank. Cue amusement turning to sheer horror the day i saw her piss herself in the pub, simply move to the next bar stool and put a towel on the piss soaked one!!!!
(, Fri 13 Mar 2015, 12:53, Reply)
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