are you TRYING to kill us?
I shared with two other girls for second year at university - one was a real sweetheart - the other some kind of devil spawn. She used to clean every surface with neat bleach and open all doors and windows even on the coldest days. Whenever we closed them, they were open again within minutes, and you could play that game all day long. She also used to go out leaving the back door wide open, whether we were in or not. She would smoke in the lounge but not in her own room.

Her best though was when I came home one evening and found a strongly noticeable whiff of leaking gas. I discovered it was the fireplace so immediately went upstairs to call British gas out. In the meantime she had arrived home and promptly lit a cigarette in the gas-filled room. Nutter! We didn't even know when she had left at the end of the year because she just packed up and left without a word while we were out.

Then the following year I shared with 3 lads (big mistake!) - coming back after the summer holidays I discovered one of whom had left a tub of a brie like substance in the fridge (which turned out to be a 3 month old slice of lasagne on closer inspection), and another who I answered the door to at 6am one morning to find stood there covered in blood with absolutely no idea what had happened to him. The same who, when I got up one morning to an acrid smell of teflon wafting up the stairs,I learnt had come home at midnight rather pished and fancied a boiled egg. Filled a pan with water, turned the hob on full and then WENT TO BED. The pan had melted to the still burning stove and it took days for the smell to go.
(nutty_nut_nuts, Mon 9 Apr 2007, 20:02, Reply)