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As some of you are aware, I live in shared accommodation. Everybody is so pig ignorant here. Hardly a word is ever spoken. Yet they're keen to let you know they're around. What I don't understand is the sheer stupidity I encountered over the last 24 hours. These annoying bastards have always pissed me off by slamming doors, storming down corridors, leaving the kitchen in a shit state, the list goes on. But nothing could prepare me for this:
Tenants now throw their 2p and 5p coins down the toilet. Why? Is it part of the student trend (not that any of us ARE students)? I've seen people superglue coins to the pavement, waiting for passing chavs try to pick them up. Yes they do, because this is the scum of the "United kingdom". But down the toilet? In a house full of people who have jobs? (that bitch downstairs looks like she works for Burger King..). Are people so naive (as well as stupid) enough to think people will risk their health to gain 4 fucking pence?
I nearly went to prison this morning because one familiar fat bastard who I can always hear stomping past my bedroom decided to walk bear foot into the kitchen whilst I'm cooking. All I can hear is the hissing of my frying pan. I sense a presence and happen to be holding a knife with serated blade. Suddenly the fat fuck is stood there sniffling like a pig with flu. I only flinched slightly. Had I been any more on edge after a night at work, Piggy would have bought it. Call it pig ignorance on his part, or rather, their's. There must be another term for shared accommodation.
Tenants now throw their 2p and 5p coins down the toilet. Why? Is it part of the student trend (not that any of us ARE students)? I've seen people superglue coins to the pavement, waiting for passing chavs try to pick them up. Yes they do, because this is the scum of the "United kingdom". But down the toilet? In a house full of people who have jobs? (that bitch downstairs looks like she works for Burger King..). Are people so naive (as well as stupid) enough to think people will risk their health to gain 4 fucking pence?
I nearly went to prison this morning because one familiar fat bastard who I can always hear stomping past my bedroom decided to walk bear foot into the kitchen whilst I'm cooking. All I can hear is the hissing of my frying pan. I sense a presence and happen to be holding a knife with serated blade. Suddenly the fat fuck is stood there sniffling like a pig with flu. I only flinched slightly. Had I been any more on edge after a night at work, Piggy would have bought it. Call it pig ignorance on his part, or rather, their's. There must be another term for shared accommodation.
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