Housemates from hell
I too lived with a couple of porn stars, they were a lovely couple, but when the home movies started to include the use of gas masks, restraints and plastic bags, we tended not to watch them! The best part though was going to a porn trade show with them. Hmm, wheel chair porn stars...

I was either a great or terrible house mate depending on your attitude. Being a goth at uni meant that I had the usual Glen Benton (he of Deicide) posters and Black Bible and inverted crosses (and I am such a nice girl too!). This meant that my house mates were either scared witless of me, or used to send me to answer the door when the religious loonies came round. The Mormons loved me and always promised to call back...

Recently I was able to share a house near work, with a group of really nice people, mainly Polish immigrants. Things went wrong when an English guy in his mid fifties moved in. He was an utter cunt who left the house in a filthy mess, was pissed by 11am having got up at 10 and played very loud French jazz at 3AM. When I asked him to turn it down one night, he got violent with me. This was eight weeks after I was steralised, so you can imagine how poorly I was. Five days later I moved house and had to get my rather burly Dad to pack and move my stuff for me. Dad was itching for a fight!
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 17:52, Reply)