My uni flatmates were not the best
Various annoyances ranged from raping the 512Kbps bandwidth we shared, putting so much in the washing machine at once that the clothes in the centre didn't actually get wet, walking in on my boyfriend and I in bed together, not once, but twice.

The best thing about the place was that I had my own private bathroom, so I never needed to venture into the other one, which the 3 boys used.

When it came to moving out in July 2003, I went in there expecting it to be filty dirty, which it was. I thought I would clean it so we would have some hope of getting our deposit back. I enquired as to what the orange gunk was down the side of the shower, which I was told was from when Stephen had been sick after the Law ball. In October 2001. Ewww.
( Rubymurray is disdainful of your hateful, ill-formed opinions, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 18:13, Reply)