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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Unfortunately.
And it was the rice crispies and getting the shit kicked out of you if you stood on them that did it for me.
(, Tue 17 Mar 2015, 10:22, Reply)
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