Dan!
One word. Laxative

As an aside - I've mentioned a former Uni housemate of mine "Hilly" before. Feckin' pysycho-nutter-hellspawn-evil-bitch-cow that she was.

And breathe.

Her boyfriend took the cake, biscuit and the tin too. He was the most ignorant twat you could imagine - he was obnoxious, rude and plain unpleasant.

To me and Mike anyway.

He'd come into the house - no knocking - look in the front room for the aforementioned cow - see me and/or Mike - ignore us then go looking for her. If there were other people in the room, he'd say hi to them and ignore me and Mike.

Bastard.

I really grew to hate him. With a vengeance. This didn't exactly help my relationship with Hilly, but it did mean that I could be angry more. He hated and didn't talk to me and that was just fine.

There was, of course, the now infamous incident where I, shitfaced, with Mike and Mark (who also hated the bitch) ranted on about "If he were here" and "I hate him", etc - Took me a while to twig that Mark and Mike were quiet - and Arse-bloke was stood behind me.

Of course.

Didn't see him after I left Uni - The next time I did, however, see him was 6 years later at my mate's stag do - He still wouldn't talk to me.

Last seen dissapearing into a "booth" at a strip club with a woman more man than Dan's ever going to be.....

Oh, Hilly was last heard of as being pregnant and was "ill" for 6 months. She always was a bit precious...

No, I'm not belittling pregnancy, but she always was a proper hypochondriac
(james_tiger_woods is going to start his killing spree on the, Thu 12 Apr 2007, 12:20, Reply)