Intense FriendshipsThe other night a friend confessed to a really intense friendship when he was young. Nothing sexual or anything, but it did extend to always going to the toilet together. As he put it, "we shared our poos."
Think back to the innocence of blood brothers and being friends forever and tell us the stories of loyalty, commitment and how it all went horribly wrong. You've seen Heavenly Creatures...
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chthonic, Fri 28 Jul 2006, 10:21)
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Short but intenseMy ex and I had finished Uni and were looking for a house share over the summer to drag out the end of student life as long as possible.
We found a nice house with 2 existing occupants who, at first blush, seemed perfectly normal.
We moved in our stuff at about lunchtime and chatted to the couple. Very kindly they asked whether we would want to go out that evening to a country pub with them in their car. We had other plans so politely declined. And declined some more when they asked again. And declined some more... And some more. Eventually they took no for an answer (and to be honest we would have gone if we could - until perhaps about the 5th ask when we started to get a little spooked).
Anyway, the couple sounded a little miffed about this and, if they hadn't before, started to act a little strangely. We went out on our separate evenings (locking our bedroom door as now we were a bit freaked out) and made sure we got back after them and snuck into our room and straight to bed.
Next morning. My ex came back from the bathroom with a troubled look on her face and her electric toothbrush in hand. The head of the brush had obviously been used to scrub away at something quite vigorously as all the bristles were clearly bent and nicely stained. We examined all the possibilities but the only rational (?) explanation was that our charming housemates had snuck into our bedroom at night, taken her brush, cleaned their toilet/oven/arseholes with it and put it back in the room. We thought that a little OTT for the horrendous crime of not going to a pub one evening so we waited for them to leave in the morning and about 3 minutes later in somewhat of a hurry. As I say, short but intense.
(We should have realised something was amiss when Mr from the couple exclaimed how genuinely proud he was of the 5*s he had from McDonalds having worked there only a few months and that he had been promoted all the way to the number 2 chip frier. Loser. Nothing wrong with working in McDs but it's nothing to aspire to when you're 25!)
(, Tue 1 Aug 2006, 10:23, Reply)
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