Fanta Menace the gay wank fodder.

I had a groundfloor room in a large house which had been converted into poky bedsits. Seeing as I had a decent paying job at the time, I could afford the second largest room with a separate kitchen. Unfortunately, I had to share the toilet/shower with the two other bedsits on my floor. The largest room, nextdoor, was occupied by a Scottish gay couple who were a pair of bitchy queens. They never worked and spent their days loafing about the house. They also had a habit of waiting for myself or the other tenant to top up the meter for the hot water and then siphon it all away at the last minute just as you were about to have a wash.

I'd had enough so decided on sponge baths in my kitchen using a baby bath which I'd bought at the local market. Everything was going to plan so I'd wash myself in the comfort of my cosy kitchen with nobody stealing my hot water.

One morning, as I performed my ablutions, I could hear a soft moaning. I carried on sponging myself down but could still hear a noise. I turned round towards the back door and saw an eye pressed up against the quarter inch gap between the opaque film and the frame. The back door faced the back door of the gay couples room three feet away. As I uttered "What the fuck?" The eye disappeared and their back door slammed shut.
(Fanta Menace Is tall enough to see over the fence, Fri 12 Oct 2007, 11:48, Reply)