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July 13, 2006

The dumb flatmate

Does it make a difference if the person you live with isn't the sharpest tool in the shed? I've never lived with a really dumb person, and after reading this submission from Buckie, I'm glad I haven't...
"My house mate is so dumb he doesnt know how turn an oven on or change a light bulb. He never opens his blinds or window and his room stinks like mould its really embarrassing when he leaves the door open and thr smell goes through the whole apartment." Hey Buckie, have you tried suggesting to him that opening his windows will air out his room? Maybe he has a phobia of draughts or breezes? Let me know what you think...

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July 10, 2006

Where there's smoke....

There's usually a fire of some sort. Or someone who won't quit smoking. Jill sent me this smokin' story about one of her weird flatmate experiences...
"We once had a flatmate who claimed to be quiting smoking & then proceeded to smoke like the proverbial chimney even to the point of sitting in the doorway with a fag, the smoke wafting into the flat & with overflowing butt containers on the verandah at our communal table often leaving lit ciggies burning which would then get caught by the wind leaving burn holes on the tablecloth. Also whenever we were in the lounge at the same time... great, loud sighs would come from the flatmate. Their best performance was when they claimed to have passed out in the loo while spewing in the toilet putting a gash in their head & wanted us to look at the bloody wound & then wouldn't put ice on it or clean up the wound. We later found out said roomie was known by others to be a bit of a nutcase. Has anyone out there ever wanted to set up a site where those sicko roomies could be reported in a non-litiguous manner so we wouldn't get stuck sharing with them 'til they could be moved on? Let me know how it could be done...it would save us all a lot of pain & hassle if we could! " Great idea Jill. I've not heard of anywhere like that except here, but, if you know of a site like this already, send it through and I'll give it a plug here!

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July 07, 2006

The Phantom Poo too

One of the most popular and talked about stories I've ever posted on here involved the appearance of a poo during a party that no-one would take responsibility for. The dumper was eventually found and ridiculed, as they should be. Chuck has been good enough to send me another version of the Phantom Poo....
"A similiar thing happened to me, out for work, all 15 of us staying in one room in sleeping bags, with little room to move, at the pub the night before(yes, good job I know), and lo and behold, in the morning, dead centre middle of the room, not 5cm from and in the middle of two peoples sleeping bags is a little pile of brown caviar. Nobody owned up to it, but we had our suspicions who did the phantom poo. the funnier part was that it was definetely one of the people in that room, whoever it was didnt remember it, nobody smelled it, or saw it, till the morning. like I said, phantom poo. Oh yeah, and another time, a couple of years back, big share house with a bunch of friends, one of the guys did not take the right turn to the toilet, but the left turn to the showers. One of the guys had fun using the fire hose to try and disintegrate the offender down the drain. needless to say, he was the only one using that shower for a while." Gross! People who leave a phantom poo are messed up in the head I reckon - what do you think?

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July 05, 2006

A couple of Wee suggestions...

Hot damn! A post I made earlier has been generating lots of comments and I've been kept busy moderating the best ones for this site. I've picked a couple though that were deserving of a post of their own that suggest a couple of different ways of fixing that pesky pee problem....
Siobhan writes... "Im a harsh bitch but Im sure I wouldnt be alone in feeling that if someone abuses a communal room as badly as that they should not be allowed to use it anymore. Why should you be the one who has to go and use another toilet? Replace the toilet door handle with one that has a key lock and keep the key on your person at all times. The cost of the lock and upsetting the landlord is nothing compared to the cost to your mental health if this goes on any longer! Otherwise threaten to tell potential girlfriends of his disgusting habit etc. Its time to get mean! I hope hes paying for all the extra cleaning products you must be using!" Sarah has a great suggestion too..."OH, an idea! after you go, put gladwrap over the toilet bowl! then itll spray up at him! im sure hell stop it once you do that a few times! haha ". If that was my house though Sarah, I'd be likely to forget about it and in the middle of the night end up getting pee all over myself so maybe this one wouldn't work so well. Got an idea of your own? Let me know...

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A tale of flatmate revenge

I love a great revenge tale and this one from Tim is among the best I've ever read. The catalyst for the story is Tim being asked to move out, and from there, it just gets nasty....
Revenge is sweet and sometimes the only way to keep you from doing stupid things. Well things even more stupid than having revenge that is. One time I was thrown out of a room for no reason. I suspect the guy wanted to save the space (another roomie shared my fate) for his boyfriend and not pay for it. So he declared the rooms as unlimited rent. Of course I was mad like hell because that was the third time I was moving within a year with lets say less enjoyable roomies and circumstances to cope with. I had finals at school as well and only five weeks to clear the place and find something new, straight out of the roomie season, if you know what Im talking about. First of all I was about to beat the guy up, literally. I was on my way home from school, having achieved nothing, and having slept for what felt like a week, all because of him. On my way my mind told me to be clever instead of violent so I made a plan to do shitty things to his toothbrush. My mood brightened immediately and I had perhaps the most enjoyable dump in the whole world. I posted the picture recently on fugly.com: http://www.fugly.com/images/11826/angry_roommate_toothbrush.html Also I was throwing a goodbye-party that he found out about by accident five hours before it was about to blow (I had handed out leaflets in the subways, on the streets, even told a radio station), because he found the beer in the bathtub when he came home early. And I called people on their cell phones only and didnt pay the bill, and paid the rent about two months late. Told him to his face that I did though for the entirety of the time I had left there. His bf got mad as hell too, which I thought was very very hilarious. Filthy bastard." Yup - if you are gonna seek revenge, this is probably going to make you feel better. Have you ever been the victim of revenge? Perhaps you were the instigator? What went down?

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July 03, 2006

Crazy is as crazy does...

So often I think I might be going a little nuts but then I get a story like this one from Catherine which makes me feel like I'm more than sane!
"My crazy sophmore year roommate would eat canned salmon straight from the can. She would also make rice balls, wrap them in plastic wrap, leave them for a week and then eat it. She also got really mad at us once because we had thrown out a 5 pound bag of potatoes that had gone really bad and were stinking up the whole apartment. She thought that we had been digging through her stuff and taking her stuff. We tried to explain to her that the only reason we looked in her pantry was because we were looking for whatever it was that was so stinky. She also shared a room with a girl that was obsessed with ewan McGregor and had a cardboard cut out of Obi Wan Kanobi and my crazy roommate left a post it note saying your card board cape boy stinks. We thought she meant that it smelled bad, and it took us awhile to realize that she meant that it sucked. My Ewan McGregor obsessed roommate also made the crazy roommate was all of her clothes because they smelled like mold. I could go on, she was the weirdest person I have ever met." I know of a few celebrity obsessed folk out there. Have you ever lived with one? What were they like?

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July 01, 2006

A natural state

Just because we come into the world naked, doesn't mean that we should live the rest of our lives that way - right? Not according to Anna who left me a story proudly proclaiming that being naked is one of life's sweet pleasures...
"Nudity is great man, bring it on, lol! Well I guess Im just saying that as I was the offender. First night in a new place last year and there was a bit of a party. I crashed out in bed without pjs only to wake up at some point in the wee hours practically dying of dehydration due to the alcohol and cranking ducted heating that had been left on. Completely disoriented and totally unaware that about 6 of my new housemates friends were crashed out all in the lounge, I stumbled through the house trying to find a switch for the heating and managed to trip over one of them, waking the others up to the glory of a very bleary eyed naked me! Funny thing is I had to be reminded of the evenings events the following day?! Oh and I have seen one housemate nakey, my current housemate and I went out for drinks at the local and she decided it was a good idea to do a nudie run down the high street Well who was I to say no!! " Great story Anna and my general rule about nakedness is only if you're hot! If you're not - keep your clothes on please! Got something to say about nude flatmates? Let me know below...

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June 29, 2006

Just p*ss off!

I'm surprised that you guys haven't sent in more sordid little tales about your flatmates poor personal hygiene. But this one from Tammy had me p*ssing myself laughing at her dilemma...
"I dont know how this works, but my current male housemate somehow pisses all over the floor near the toilet, and all over the seat as well. He NEVER cleans it up and the worst thing about it is that his piss has this really bad pungent smell! Its like he hasnt been toilet trained? He barely drinks so its not a drunk thing - and Ive brought it up with him on a few occasions to which he gets defensive then walks off! Ive even managed to show him his own piss after he did his wee and still he doesnt get it?? I am sick to death of going to the toilet, having to bring the bleach with me everytime and clean it before I get down to my business! This is driving me nuts - sometimes Ill go across the road to the servo to use their toilets! I dunno what to do - can anyone offer any suggestions?" Anyone else lived with a guy who couldn't seem to aim straight and who got more on the floor than he did in the bowl? What did you do to 'fix' the behaviour? Let Tammy know by posting your comments below.

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Is this the weirdest flatmate yet - Update!

I posted a story about a week or so ago about a guy that I reckon is seriously one of the weirdest that I've come across on this site and those who live with him were asking for our help. They've since sent me another message to update us on their situation....
"UP DATE - got an update on our weird house mate. We all found it funny that it had been put under the title of “could this be the weirdest flat mate yet and thankyou for all of your responses. Saturday just gone (24th June) we had a house party/BBQ for another one of our house mates birthday. our weird flatmate came down for all of about 5 minutes and I was a little drunk and finally asked him straight up what he does in his room all day. He avoided answering the question and disappeared again. About an hour later i was even drunker and me and a crazy Welsh man who was as drunk if not drunker went up and banged on the door insisting he came down and stopped being so anti-social. He snapped at me and told me to fuck off (he did later apologise for this). Dont get the wrong idea, we dont dislike this guy, we just find his behavior a little strange and hard to deal with. Anyway if anyone else has any theories please keep them coming, i dont think were getting any closer to the answer but we are finding it funny reading them. Cheers guys" Well, what do you make of it? Could it be that he just doesn't like his flatmates? Leave me your thoughts below...

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June 28, 2006

Things that go bump in the night...

When we go to bed at night, most of us would prefer to not be woken up at any hour let alone in the middle of the night. But when something goes bang, crash & bump in the wee hours, it's usually cause something weird is going on, like this story from Jodie proves....
"I was recently woken at 2AM by loud music, screaming, a crashing sound and glass breaking. i only investigated because of the glass breaking - and my house mate isnt mentally stable. Some furniture had been pushed and overturned, beer bottles smashed in the kitchen sink. I was about to go back to my room when she took a knife, got her boyfriend into a corner and threatened to cut her wrists, right before she cut her boyfriends hand open instead (he’d tried to stop her from hurting herself). That was a good domestic. " Hmmm, I'm not sure about this one. A good domestic? Is there such a thing? I dunno *shakes head*, what do you think?

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Obsession is a dangerous state of mind

I think we're all capable of a little bit of obsessive behaviour from time to time, but where do you draw the line between keen interest and full on obsessiveness? Judy sends this story that demonstrates the point exactly....
"I cant say this has happened to me, but a girl I was acquaintanced with in late high school once sternly told me off for spending less than five minutes at bands website to check their tour dates, telling me that she couldnt understand how someone could be so obsessed with something and how pathetic it was.
About ten minutes later she told me about how much she loved Dawsons Creek, that she fantasised about living there, and how great it would be if she actually could live there and date Dawson, and proceeded to go into a trance-like state occasionally saying something about Dawsons Creek. She left me dumb-founded. " And you've left me dumbfounded as well Judy. Why would anyone fantasize about living in Dawsons Creek - surely one of the worst teen soaps ever? Got an opinion? Make yourself heard by leaving your comment below.

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June 27, 2006

Some people are just rude

Getting along well with others can be a real skill but especially so when they are as rude as Camilla's flatmate. She (the flatmate) seems to have perfected the art of being the Super Bitch....
"You have no idea. 6 months of a girl i cant stand. To begin with i thought it was me, but when my 14 yr old sister came and stayed, and even she said she didnt know how i put up with it. That was after one night! She told my friends to fuck up when they said hello to her, one night i had the guy i was seeing over and he introduced himself, went to shake her hand, she looked at him in disgust, and then told him that she had better things to do then met new people. He was so offended, and i was so embarassed". I'm not sure I'd have even lasted that 6 months, I have a very low tolerance for super bitches like that. Have you lived with someone you deem to be a super bitch? Share your story with us...

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June 26, 2006

Revenge is sweet...

have you ever lived with someone that made you crazy? Did you ever seek out revenge from them? Kate did and sent me this story about what happened when she got her revenge...
"My flatmate was such a bitch to me. She thought she was a Queen Bee and tried to get in there with the guy I liked just to annoy me So I shagged him, pissed in her shower gel and phoned up the day after to tell her that Id shagged the bloke she liked! ha ha " Ahhh, see now that's just pure class isn't it? Have you ever exacted revenge on your flatmate? What did they do to deserve it and what did you do?

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I think you're crazy

Living abroad comes with a new set of expectations, and delivers experiences that most often times we aren't expecting to have. It can lead to all sorts of of wonderful people, or some that are completely nuts, like this story from Kellie shows...
"my australian house mate, female, whilst in the uk took so much moral offense to me cheating on my boyfriend (who, like her's, was still in australia) that she managed to not speak to me for the remaining 7 months of our stay. and we were sharing a room. and this is almost total, 90% blanking. she was crazy.
and our british house mate (we later discovered) had an over tight sphincter, he'd actually had it opperated on as a child, so that he was permanently so constipated that he would wait for us all to leave the house before taking a dump, apparently it could take hours." Like, I mean, who can't speak to the person they share a room with FOR 7 MONTHS?? That's just stupid. What do you reckon?

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June 24, 2006

Surely you wouldn't eat this?

I've seen and heard so many fights between flatmates centred around food. It's also been a source of many stories to this blog, like this one that was submitted by Charlie, who writes about the strange ingredients in his flatmates sandwiches...
"He eats really weird food...tonight for dinner, he had rice, mustard, lime pickle, bacon, mushy peas, nuts/seeds/raisins - all together in sandwiches - disgusting!" Then there's this one from Brian who says writes that "he used to eat peanut butter sandwiches after every meal, including breakfast." What's with that? Why have them after every meal? Very odd. And Sophie sent me this one about her flattie "He was (a friend) but a total freak - most freaksih being that he ate corned beef and tuna and some Kwik Save korma sauce mushed up together. " Mmmmm, sounds delicious doesn't it? Vile, more like it. Got something to share? Send it in or let me know below.

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Stuff you don't want to hear about...

Often when you share what is usually a reasonably intimate space with others, you end up seeing and hearing stuff that you maybe wish that you didn't. I've written before about the noises you can hear through walls, but what about what you can hear through the floor?
Paul left a tonne of comments overnight including this one that I thought was worth of his own post... "Ha my old flatty muzz used to live directly above me ,thin floor syndrome.His sexual exploits were very audible, all 2 minutes a night, only to tell me how hed made her come several times.sheesh, never had the nerve to tell him i knew different.What sort of wanker tells ya how many times he made her come, as if to to garner some false sense of machoism.Can any one tell me how guys like that hook up with hotties like her and manage to keep them?" i dunno Paul, I dunno. It's one of life's little mysteries I guess. Anyone out there got any ideas? Let me know!

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June 22, 2006

Is this the weirdest flatmate yet?

You guys have sent in some very strange stories to me over the past couple of months about the weird stuff your roomies get up to. I got a submission overnight with a odd tale and a desperate plea for our help...
"We also have a weird housemate who never leaves his room. It’s really starting to bother everyone cos we want to know what hes doing. Its like being in a haunted house, theres just this presence there perminantly. He dosnt have a job, never goes to uni, never goes out except to the supermarket if he REALLY needs to and only comes down to cook food then disapears up to his room to eat it. He also never does anything around the house and when we ran out of binliners and convinced him it WAS his turn to buy them, he put one in the bin and stashed the rest in his room. Everytime he comes down to feed he always gets in everyones business but never gets involved in anything the rest of us are doing. When i first moved in i invited him out everytime i went to the pub or clubbing or a party but he always said no ive got stuff to do BUT WHAT??? No one in our house has seen him go and have a shower or bath, the toilet and the sink are in seperate rooms and he never goes in to wash his hands after using the toilet (unless he washes them in the toilet after flushing) and somehow always manages to piss all over the floor and doesnt clean it up. One weekend he had this equally weird girl over and they sat in his room all weekend. The walls are paper thin and there was no music, no talking and they definatly werent shagging! If anyone has any answers or theorys PLEASE PLEASE let us know as it is driving us up the wall. Thankyou" So can you help? What do you reckon he's doing in there? Does he have some new efficient way of cleaning himself without using water? Let me know what you think?

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June 20, 2006

Sneezy season

With winter hitting us here in Australia, the chances of sharing your home with someone who is affected by a cold are pretty high. If you are lucky, you might just get stuck warming up soup for your sick flatmate, but if you aren't so lucky, you might end up living with someone that Emma calls 'Germalina'!


"I live with germalina!! Blows his nose and leaves the tissues all over the carpet one day there were about 20 - in fact there are remnants of tissues all over the house - drives me mad as he is school teacher and in contact with so many germs. I am not at a neurotically tidy girl, but you know there are limitations!! Eats yoghurt and puts the spoon thats been in his mouth on the carpet, shelf, tv, etc, together with his banana skins, apple cores, etc, rank! Never makes sure the loo's flushed properly, and then puts the seat down - so there's a shock when I lift it up! Oh to have a place of my own!!"

The first golden rule of living with someone else is to clean up after yourself, don't you think? Do you live with someone who is a complete grot? Share your story with the world!

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Sneezy season

With winter hitting us here in Australia, the chances of sharing your home with someone who is affected by a cold are pretty high. If you are lucky, you might just get stuck warming up soup for your sick flatmate, but if you aren't so lucky, you might end up living with someone that Emma calls 'Germalina'!
"I live with germalina!! Blows his nose and leaves the tissues all over the carpet one day there were about 20 - in fact there are remnants of tissues all over the house - drives me mad as he is school teacher and in contact with so many germs. I am not at a neurotically tidy girl, but you know there are limitations!! Eats yoghurt and puts the spoon thats been in his mouth on the carpet, shelf, tv, etc, together with his banana skins, apple cores, etc, rank! Never makes sure the loo's flushed properly, and then puts the seat down - so there's a shock when I lift it up! Oh to have a place of my own!!" The first golden rule of living with someone else is to clean up after yourself, don't you think? Do you live with someone who is a complete grot? Share your story with the world!

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June 18, 2006

Nothing like a good wash!

Cleanliness is next to godliness my Mum used to say and if that's the case, then Craig's flatmate must be a goddess cause she has a serious washing fetish that he needs our help with...


"My housemate seems to have some sort of compulsive washing disorder. She washes her clothes every single day, a few clothes at a time rather than waiting till she has a full load. And she washes everything on the highest possible settings - hot water, deep rinse, megawash, heavy soiling etc. Now, this would be understandable if she worked in a coal mine, but she works in a curry shop. She wears clothes for about 3 hours, and then washes them, and uses a clean towel EVERY time she has a shower.

I'm afraid she's going to wear my washing machine out within a year, and I'm sick of hearing the drone of the washing machine constantly when I'm at home. I've tried to hint that maybe she doesn't need to do everything on the highest settings but seriously, how do you ask someone to do less washing?"

Any hints dearest readers? Let Craig know by leaving him a message here!

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Nothing like a good wash!

Cleanliness is next to godliness my Mum used to say and if that's the case, then Craig's flatmate must be a goddess cause she has a serious washing fetish that he needs our help with...
"My housemate seems to have some sort of compulsive washing disorder. She washes her clothes every single day, a few clothes at a time rather than waiting till she has a full load. And she washes everything on the highest possible settings - hot water, deep rinse, megawash, heavy soiling etc. Now, this would be understandable if she worked in a coal mine, but she works in a curry shop. She wears clothes for about 3 hours, and then washes them, and uses a clean towel EVERY time she has a shower. I'm afraid she's going to wear my washing machine out within a year, and I'm sick of hearing the drone of the washing machine constantly when I'm at home. I've tried to hint that maybe she doesn't need to do everything on the highest settings but seriously, how do you ask someone to do less washing?" Any hints dearest readers? Let Craig know by leaving him a message here!

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The Haunted House?

I love hearing stories of the supernatural. Haunted houses especially. I find that whole thing really fascinating, even though it's without a doubt, completely weird. Those documentaries that are shown on TV about haunted houses usually have the strangest people on them. Maya sent me this story about her haunted house...


"I once lived in a house which i swear was haunted- except our strange little entity took particular pleasure in making my housemates sleepwalk- naked. into my bed. not nice. three seperate people, non of them good actors (So i know it wasn’t some sick joke) tried (and sometimes did) to get into my bed- i was least pleased when i woke to find my female housemate spooning MY boyfriend. They were both horrified (best friends and all) and I thought it was funny. except it kept happening. ick. "

What do you reckon? Is she telling us the truth or is she bending it a little in the name of a good story? Let me know?

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The Haunted House?

I love hearing stories of the supernatural. Haunted houses especially. I find that whole thing really fascinating, even though it's without a doubt, completely weird. Those documentaries that are shown on TV about haunted houses usually have the strangest people on them. Maya sent me this story about her haunted house...
"I once lived in a house which i swear was haunted- except our strange little entity took particular pleasure in making my housemates sleepwalk- naked. into my bed. not nice. three seperate people, non of them good actors (So i know it wasn’t some sick joke) tried (and sometimes did) to get into my bed- i was least pleased when i woke to find my female housemate spooning MY boyfriend. They were both horrified (best friends and all) and I thought it was funny. except it kept happening. ick. " What do you reckon? Is she telling us the truth or is she bending it a little in the name of a good story? Let me know?

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June 15, 2006

You're not dating in this house!

When we share a house with someone, there's often a rule or set of rules that we set down to ensure that we all get along, and that certain things are adhered to. But what if the rule you are asked to obey aren't fair and the other person bends them to suit themselves?


Stacey sent me this snippet overnight about a rule that her housemate was imposing on her...

"when i was 19 i live with a 50 year old who had a rule that i was not allowed to date. The rule wasnt that i wasnt able to have guys in the house it wasnt i MUST NOT under any circumstance date. he also walked around farting and saying woopsy didnt mean it (yet he did it all day) and he also filled my hardrive up with old man young women porn".

Yuk what an old sleaze bag. Does it make any difference to the rules if there is a big age gap? Let me know about your experiences.

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You're not dating in this house!

When we share a house with someone, there's often a rule or set of rules that we set down to ensure that we all get along, and that certain things are adhered to. But what if the rule you are asked to obey aren't fair and the other person bends them to suit themselves?
Stacey sent me this snippet overnight about a rule that her housemate was imposing on her... "when i was 19 i live with a 50 year old who had a rule that i was not allowed to date. The rule wasnt that i wasnt able to have guys in the house it wasnt i MUST NOT under any circumstance date. he also walked around farting and saying woopsy didnt mean it (yet he did it all day) and he also filled my hardrive up with old man young women porn". Yuk what an old sleaze bag. Does it make any difference to the rules if there is a big age gap? Let me know about your experiences.

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June 14, 2006

Don't fall asleep

One of my friends came home after a huge night out and woke up in the morning to find that his flatmate had indeed written his ex's name on his forehead in permanent marker. Does that sound wierd to you? It shouldn't cause in my most recent poll, 9% of you indicated that you would do that to your flatmates. All the results below...



Your flatmate comes home after one too many drinks and falls asleep on the sofa. Do you:

Take a photo and post it up on your blog for all the world to see? ;) = 44%

Help them into bed? = 38%

Shave off their eyebrow? = 9%

Write their name on their forehead? = 9



What's the worst prank that you've inflicted on your flat mate or had inflicted upon you?


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Don't fall asleep

One of my friends came home after a huge night out and woke up in the morning to find that his flatmate had indeed written his ex's name on his forehead in permanent marker. Does that sound wierd to you? It shouldn't cause in my most recent poll, 9% of you indicated that you would do that to your flatmates. All the results below...

Your flatmate comes home after one too many drinks and falls asleep on the sofa. Do you: Take a photo and post it up on your blog for all the world to see? ;) = 44% Help them into bed? = 38% Shave off their eyebrow? = 9% Write their name on their forehead? = 9

What's the worst prank that you've inflicted on your flat mate or had inflicted upon you?

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June 12, 2006

The over-sharing flatmates

Living with people who aren't your family can be wonderful experience, sharing the living costs, chores in running a household, plus the great company that another person can provide to us. But sometimes you can get yourself into a situation where you end up sharing more than just household items...


Sam sent me a short story about her two flatmates..."my two flat mates are a EMO couple of guys with one thinking hes a vampire and the other a depressed weirdo. they both have girlfriends and they have a habbit of swapping them. oh my god help me now".

Is it just me or is this one of the strangest one's that I've ever posted?

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The over-sharing flatmates

Living with people who aren't your family can be wonderful experience, sharing the living costs, chores in running a household, plus the great company that another person can provide to us. But sometimes you can get yourself into a situation where you end up sharing more than just household items...
Sam sent me a short story about her two flatmates..."my two flat mates are a EMO couple of guys with one thinking hes a vampire and the other a depressed weirdo. they both have girlfriends and they have a habbit of swapping them. oh my god help me now". Is it just me or is this one of the strangest one's that I've ever posted?

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Some things should be left in the cupboard

Most of us have a secret stash of stuff that we'd prefer our flatmates, indeed our friends and families, not to see. For some of us it might be a collection of toenail clippings, others might have a private horde of handcuffs. Adam writes that his flatmate proudly displayed his strange collection for all the world to see....


"You think thats weird. I had a flatmate who collected 70’s porn films and displayed them in the living room. Dont get me wrong the porn bit was fine but having them displayed and having my parents just randomly drop by….Well it wasnt a real winner with them.".

Yeaaahhhh, that kind of stuff should be stored in a private place no? Let me know what you think?

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Some things should be left in the cupboard

Most of us have a secret stash of stuff that we'd prefer our flatmates, indeed our friends and families, not to see. For some of us it might be a collection of toenail clippings, others might have a private horde of handcuffs. Adam writes that his flatmate proudly displayed his strange collection for all the world to see....
"You think thats weird. I had a flatmate who collected 70’s porn films and displayed them in the living room. Dont get me wrong the porn bit was fine but having them displayed and having my parents just randomly drop by….Well it wasnt a real winner with them.". Yeaaahhhh, that kind of stuff should be stored in a private place no? Let me know what you think?

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June 11, 2006

Mirror Mirror, on the wall

Who's the vainest of them all? Gareth writes from London that one of his flatmates was a close relative of Narcissus....


"He used to go on a different date every night with people he met from the internet, then after first date thought he was in a relationship, got overly possesive and then go mad at them for whatever reason. He used to tell us every day about how he'd found the one. Total narcicist. Worst of all he exfoliates and face masks about 3-4 times a day leaving all the residues in the bath, sink, in fact everywhere - then wondered why his skin was so bad!"

Have you ever lived with someone who liked to at themselves more than they should've? Leave me a comment below.

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Mirror Mirror, on the wall

Who's the vainest of them all? Gareth writes from London that one of his flatmates was a close relative of Narcissus....
"He used to go on a different date every night with people he met from the internet, then after first date thought he was in a relationship, got overly possesive and then go mad at them for whatever reason. He used to tell us every day about how he'd found the one. Total narcicist. Worst of all he exfoliates and face masks about 3-4 times a day leaving all the residues in the bath, sink, in fact everywhere - then wondered why his skin was so bad!" Have you ever lived with someone who liked to at themselves more than they should've? Leave me a comment below.

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Do you attract weirdos?

I'm convinced that after more than a few flatmates over the years that I seem to attract weirdos to live with me. There was the guy who'd play opera arias at all hours of the night, another who thought it was cool to leave his leftovers in the fridge for weeks at a time, and yet another who instead of washing his clothes used to just replace them with new ones and throw the old ones out....


See what I mean about some people attracting weirdos? I now live alone cause I just know that if I try living with someone again, they'll just come out with another weird trait that will drive me nuts. Are you like this? Do you, or have you, attracted weirdos to share your house? Let me know.

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Do you attract weirdos?

I'm convinced that after more than a few flatmates over the years that I seem to attract weirdos to live with me. There was the guy who'd play opera arias at all hours of the night, another who thought it was cool to leave his leftovers in the fridge for weeks at a time, and yet another who instead of washing his clothes used to just replace them with new ones and throw the old ones out....
See what I mean about some people attracting weirdos? I now live alone cause I just know that if I try living with someone again, they'll just come out with another weird trait that will drive me nuts. Are you like this? Do you, or have you, attracted weirdos to share your house? Let me know.

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June 10, 2006

Just what are you doing in there?

Have you ever lived with someone who you rarely see because they always seem to be in their room? Just what is it that they are doing in there? Katie wrote to me and let me know about her flatmate that seems to prefer his room over other parts of the house...


"They used to hide away in their room watching porn all day and night. His room stunk to high heaven, and he only had one set of sheets - so did not change his bedding for the entire year that we lived with him."

Now that's just wrong. Is that what your flatmate gets up to?

Mark writes that his flatmate is "Staying up all night in bed reading the yellow pages". Weirdo!

Are you a bedroom dweller? What do you do in there?

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Just what are you doing in there?

Have you ever lived with someone who you rarely see because they always seem to be in their room? Just what is it that they are doing in there? Katie wrote to me and let me know about her flatmate that seems to prefer his room over other parts of the house...
"They used to hide away in their room watching porn all day and night. His room stunk to high heaven, and he only had one set of sheets - so did not change his bedding for the entire year that we lived with him." Now that's just wrong. Is that what your flatmate gets up to? Mark writes that his flatmate is "Staying up all night in bed reading the yellow pages". Weirdo! Are you a bedroom dweller? What do you do in there?

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June 07, 2006

Surely there's someone better?

Have you often wondered where the weirdos live? Well wonder no more, cause this site uncovers all their hiding homes, hehe! Keith has one, possibly two, strange flatmates that he wrote to me about and it's making me assk the question - why? Why would you live with this guy?


"I have ended up with a generally stable bipolar guy and a young juvenile repentant thief wanting to turn his life around.I feel like the warden in an institution of some sort.I have my own problems to deal with.So I have put the little shit thief on a daily assessment of his behaviour on certain criteria;no smoking inside; no drunk young friends around all the time;etc.Because of his light fingerdness;I have sellotaped a $20 note to the side of a piece of wooden furniture with a note that any removal of this;even if replaced ;or even in an emergency;results in ass out front door immediately .

So I daily assess him and reserve the right to evict him immediately.I hate living like this ;but it was my own stupidity to let him move in initially.So I have learnt my lesson to be more critical and judgemental of people on interview and maybe think for a week about any applicants;but as is pointed;you can present yourself well initially and be an axe murderer;needing flatmates to pay the mortgage sucks…"

God it would suck having to baby-sit someone just tot ensure that they don't knock your stuff at the first opportunity. Have you ever lived with someone who has light fingers (steals from you)?

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Surely there's someone better?

Have you often wondered where the weirdos live? Well wonder no more, cause this site uncovers all their hiding homes, hehe! Keith has one, possibly two, strange flatmates that he wrote to me about and it's making me assk the question - why? Why would you live with this guy?
"I have ended up with a generally stable bipolar guy and a young juvenile repentant thief wanting to turn his life around.I feel like the warden in an institution of some sort.I have my own problems to deal with.So I have put the little shit thief on a daily assessment of his behaviour on certain criteria;no smoking inside; no drunk young friends around all the time;etc.Because of his light fingerdness;I have sellotaped a $20 note to the side of a piece of wooden furniture with a note that any removal of this;even if replaced ;or even in an emergency;results in ass out front door immediately . So I daily assess him and reserve the right to evict him immediately.I hate living like this ;but it was my own stupidity to let him move in initially.So I have learnt my lesson to be more critical and judgemental of people on interview and maybe think for a week about any applicants;but as is pointed;you can present yourself well initially and be an axe murderer;needing flatmates to pay the mortgage sucks…" God it would suck having to baby-sit someone just tot ensure that they don't knock your stuff at the first opportunity. Have you ever lived with someone who has light fingers (steals from you)?

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June 06, 2006

Crazy flatmate alert!

When a story comes through about a crazy flatmate, it's usually for a litany of weirdness and strange behaviour. Seems that the nutty ones are usually completely pushing the envelope of quirky habits and actions in the house. This story submitted by Sue is another charming example of a flatmate out on the edge....


"I used to live in a house share with 6 great house mates- and one complete nutter! She was a young girl from the Czech republic and when she first moved in we invited her out so we could get to know her. On that night out she was flirting with 2 men who then ended up fighting-much to her delight! She thought it was hilarious and said "I can't help it if God made me beautiful" However, that was nothing. One night she went into one of my housemate's room and showed him that she'd cut her wrists. Panic striken he tried to help her and calm her down. However, the wrist cutting became a regular occurence: about once a week.

That was as well as making herself sick after every meal and leaving it in the pan for us to see. It was bad enough that she stole my food, but puking it out 10 minutes later was not just theft but wasteful! Oh, and leaving her used sanny towels on the floor instead of putting them in the bin was another of her charming habits.

Once when I caught her red handed stealing my food I confronted her about it. Instead of apologising or offering to replace it she stood in the doorway screaming. When I ignored her she went into her room and just screamed and screamed for about 15 mins. I eventually moved out cos I got my own place but the fella who took over my room was less tolerant and got the landlord to kick her out. She's still out there somewhere in south Liverpool. Beware!"

Now doesn't she sound like someone you'd like to live with? NOT!!!!!! Thanks for the story Sue!

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Crazy flatmate alert!

When a story comes through about a crazy flatmate, it's usually for a litany of weirdness and strange behaviour. Seems that the nutty ones are usually completely pushing the envelope of quirky habits and actions in the house. This story submitted by Sue is another charming example of a flatmate out on the edge....
"I used to live in a house share with 6 great house mates- and one complete nutter! She was a young girl from the Czech republic and when she first moved in we invited her out so we could get to know her. On that night out she was flirting with 2 men who then ended up fighting-much to her delight! She thought it was hilarious and said "I can't help it if God made me beautiful" However, that was nothing. One night she went into one of my housemate's room and showed him that she'd cut her wrists. Panic striken he tried to help her and calm her down. However, the wrist cutting became a regular occurence: about once a week. That was as well as making herself sick after every meal and leaving it in the pan for us to see. It was bad enough that she stole my food, but puking it out 10 minutes later was not just theft but wasteful! Oh, and leaving her used sanny towels on the floor instead of putting them in the bin was another of her charming habits. Once when I caught her red handed stealing my food I confronted her about it. Instead of apologising or offering to replace it she stood in the doorway screaming. When I ignored her she went into her room and just screamed and screamed for about 15 mins. I eventually moved out cos I got my own place but the fella who took over my room was less tolerant and got the landlord to kick her out. She's still out there somewhere in south Liverpool. Beware!" Now doesn't she sound like someone you'd like to live with? NOT!!!!!! Thanks for the story Sue!

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When TV becomes reality

You know that life with your flatmate is going to be a little strange when they start doing things like talking to the TV. But what would you do if they started a weird obsession with the characters from a popular TV show?


Gina from South London wrote to me about her flatmate....

"She was convinced that East Enders was real life & that one day one of the characters would meet her & fall in love with her. We were not allowed to speak when it was on, she's stop whatever she was doing (resulting in her several pans being burnt through & the sink overflowing) & by the omnibus, she'd mouth the lines along with the cast."

Has this happened to you? Let me know!

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When TV becomes reality

You know that life with your flatmate is going to be a little strange when they start doing things like talking to the TV. But what would you do if they started a weird obsession with the characters from a popular TV show?
Gina from South London wrote to me about her flatmate.... "She was convinced that East Enders was real life & that one day one of the characters would meet her & fall in love with her. We were not allowed to speak when it was on, she's stop whatever she was doing (resulting in her several pans being burnt through & the sink overflowing) & by the omnibus, she'd mouth the lines along with the cast." Has this happened to you? Let me know!

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June 04, 2006

The Macca's incident

I once lived with a guy for a few months until our living situation became very strained. He'd been getting progressively more distant and odd and the last straw came when I caught him moving out....

I knew that he was moving out sometime within a week or two, but he'd been evasive as to the actual date. I had a hunch that he was going to move on a particular work day so I stayed home from work and lo and behold, he came in around lunchtime and much to his surprise, he found me home. On his way home he'd grabbed a Macca's meal and after berating me for being in my own apartment during the day that he wanted to move out, he proceeded to throw the McDonalds food all over me and the house. He moved out entirely later that day owing me money for bills and back rent and without saying another word to me. Talk about wierd.

Had a scary run in with someone moving in or out? Let me know all about it.

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The Macca's incident

I once lived with a guy for a few months until our living situation became very strained. He'd been getting progressively more distant and odd and the last straw came when I caught him moving out....
I knew that he was moving out sometime within a week or two, but he'd been evasive as to the actual date. I had a hunch that he was going to move on a particular work day so I stayed home from work and lo and behold, he came in around lunchtime and much to his surprise, he found me home. On his way home he'd grabbed a Macca's meal and after berating me for being in my own apartment during the day that he wanted to move out, he proceeded to throw the McDonalds food all over me and the house. He moved out entirely later that day owing me money for bills and back rent and without saying another word to me. Talk about wierd. Had a scary run in with someone moving in or out? Let me know all about it.

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June 01, 2006

A royal double

What your flatmate does for a living can often increase the weirdness level about them. Imagine life with a Royal body double....


Peter from London wrote to me about one of his flatmates....

"I once lived with one of the Queen's doubles and an entity who was stalking her. Talk about loony tunes. It was a bat from another universe. Everytime I got her away from him it would roll back time which became very annoying after a while. I would like to tell you about it. I could fill a whole book with stories about what happened to us both."

What's the weirdest occupation that one of your flatmates has had and why was it so weird? Let me know!

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A royal double

What your flatmate does for a living can often increase the weirdness level about them. Imagine life with a Royal body double....
Peter from London wrote to me about one of his flatmates.... "I once lived with one of the Queen's doubles and an entity who was stalking her. Talk about loony tunes. It was a bat from another universe. Everytime I got her away from him it would roll back time which became very annoying after a while. I would like to tell you about it. I could fill a whole book with stories about what happened to us both." What's the weirdest occupation that one of your flatmates has had and why was it so weird? Let me know!

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Flatmates back in Vogue

Woohoo! I've managed to get the blog mentioned in Vogue's Australian forums. There's quite a few cool new stories floating around there too about the wonderful weirdness of flatmates....


Check it out here!

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Flatmates back in Vogue

Woohoo! I've managed to get the blog mentioned in Vogue's Australian forums. There's quite a few cool new stories floating around there too about the wonderful weirdness of flatmates....
Check it out here!

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naked flatmates

Last weeks poll asked if you'd seen your flatmate naked and the results are in with most of you having missed the nudie show....


Have you seen your flatmate naked?

No, I have been spared that horror = 47 percent

Yes, hooray! = 24 percent

Only in my dreams = 17 percent

Yes, it was freaky = 12 percent
I've seen a couple of flatties naked and the girls were definitely easier on the eye than the guys... Have you got a funny story about seeing your flatmate naked? Let me know...

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naked flatmates

Last weeks poll asked if you'd seen your flatmate naked and the results are in with most of you having missed the nudie show....
Have you seen your flatmate naked? No, I have been spared that horror = 47 percent Yes, hooray! = 24 percent Only in my dreams = 17 percent Yes, it was freaky = 12 percent I've seen a couple of flatties naked and the girls were definitely easier on the eye than the guys... Have you got a funny story about seeing your flatmate naked? Let me know...

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May 29, 2006

What if you're the weird one?

Most of the stories that you've sent me have been all about the weird flatmates you've lived with, but very few have been about yourselves and the weird things that you guys like to get up to.


I'm sure that there is a large slice of readership that comes by to compare themselves the weirdos that you keep serving up. Why not use this blog to exorcise some of your own strange demons and share with the world how weird or un-weird you really are? Share your stories below....

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What if you're the weird one?

Most of the stories that you've sent me have been all about the weird flatmates you've lived with, but very few have been about yourselves and the weird things that you guys like to get up to.
I'm sure that there is a large slice of readership that comes by to compare themselves the weirdos that you keep serving up. Why not use this blog to exorcise some of your own strange demons and share with the world how weird or un-weird you really are? Share your stories below....

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Living with Friends

Living with friends can often cement the friendship for the rest of your lives. But, as the following comments show, sometimes it destroys any semblance of the mateship that was once on offer...


Jessica from London writes..."One friend that we lived, appeared to come out with two personalities.... One a wonderfully friendly and the other, you didn't go near.... so we started calling her Annie Annie, Watts Watts (her name Annie Watts twice, one for each of her)...."

Stacy left me this comment about living with a friend of hers..."My best friend from the age of 11 came to live with me.. we got horribly drunk and slept together... her being the most unlikely bi-sexual i have encountered... 20 years of friendship ended fairly promptly afterwoods..."

Samantha's friend took a liberty with paying the rent..."A girl I shared with once didn't pay her rent to the agent for 3 months without telling me, and because we were sharing the lease 50:50, I was responsible for covering her rent.... and vice versa, should things go wrong. The first I knew of it waas when the agents called me and asked me when we'd be paying the rent we owed them after the third month. I had a massive row with her, and she used the recent death of her estranged father as an excuse for having not paid (and not told me...?)."

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Living with Friends

Living with friends can often cement the friendship for the rest of your lives. But, as the following comments show, sometimes it destroys any semblance of the mateship that was once on offer...
Jessica from London writes..."One friend that we lived, appeared to come out with two personalities.... One a wonderfully friendly and the other, you didn't go near.... so we started calling her Annie Annie, Watts Watts (her name Annie Watts twice, one for each of her)...." Stacy left me this comment about living with a friend of hers..."My best friend from the age of 11 came to live with me.. we got horribly drunk and slept together... her being the most unlikely bi-sexual i have encountered... 20 years of friendship ended fairly promptly afterwoods..." Samantha's friend took a liberty with paying the rent..."A girl I shared with once didn't pay her rent to the agent for 3 months without telling me, and because we were sharing the lease 50:50, I was responsible for covering her rent.... and vice versa, should things go wrong. The first I knew of it waas when the agents called me and asked me when we'd be paying the rent we owed them after the third month. I had a massive row with her, and she used the recent death of her estranged father as an excuse for having not paid (and not told me...?)."

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Different timezones

When you are sharing a house with someone, it can work in your favour when you are keeping separate schedules. Your home and they aren't, and vice versa. But sometimes that can be the downfall of a harmonious home...


Rachel from North london writes...."I lost a great friend due to us having different working hours. I worked hard normal hours, while they worked long hours and shifts. I liked to go out, while they never went out as they worked most of the time. My friend got upset because of the noise i made and was not happy when i brought friends round. We ended up moving out and i've not heard from them now for 2 years. We had been friends for 10 years, so it was very disappointing"

I hear ya Rachel. I once lived with a guy who thought it was more than ok to have an impromptu party at 3am on a Wednesday night (or any night for that matter) and it used to drive me crazy. He'd get upset when I'd come out and ask him to kick his friends out and turn the music down. Invariably the neighbours would complain or ring the cops but he still couldn't understand what the fuss was about. Loser!

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Different timezones

When you are sharing a house with someone, it can work in your favour when you are keeping separate schedules. Your home and they aren't, and vice versa. But sometimes that can be the downfall of a harmonious home...
Rachel from North london writes...."I lost a great friend due to us having different working hours. I worked hard normal hours, while they worked long hours and shifts. I liked to go out, while they never went out as they worked most of the time. My friend got upset because of the noise i made and was not happy when i brought friends round. We ended up moving out and i've not heard from them now for 2 years. We had been friends for 10 years, so it was very disappointing" I hear ya Rachel. I once lived with a guy who thought it was more than ok to have an impromptu party at 3am on a Wednesday night (or any night for that matter) and it used to drive me crazy. He'd get upset when I'd come out and ask him to kick his friends out and turn the music down. Invariably the neighbours would complain or ring the cops but he still couldn't understand what the fuss was about. Loser!

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May 28, 2006

When you hate your flatmate....

Why not blog about it? Check out this site where the discussion is nearly always about the horrible things that the inhabitants of a house in London (I think) subject each other to...


Best you be over 18 to read that site as it's got more swear words than a bar full of sailors, but it's a great read. I'm always amazed at what goes on in other people's houses and especially the bits that sh*t them up the wall about their flatmates.

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When you hate your flatmate....

Why not blog about it? Check out this site where the discussion is nearly always about the horrible things that the inhabitants of a house in London (I think) subject each other to...
Best you be over 18 to read that site as it's got more swear words than a bar full of sailors, but it's a great read. I'm always amazed at what goes on in other people's houses and especially the bits that sh*t them up the wall about their flatmates.

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May 26, 2006

So much weirdness, so little time

MySpace has provided me with more than a few tales of weirdness including this multipart, multi-weirdo one from Rodger....


"In college, I moved in to an apartment w/ 2 guys and a girl named Brandi,
who had a wierd cat named Mimi. Two days after I moved in (still getting to
know them), me an the other two guys were playing w/ her cat in the living
room, making it chase a ball. Brandi came out and was pissed that her cat
was doing flips, grabbed the cat and huffed back to her room. Twenty minutes
later she came back out and yelled, "you made Mimi shit blood!", and ran
back into her room.
Despite her wierdness, we all got along ok for the most part, but there was
more strangeness on the way. We weren't supposed to have pets in the
apartment, so one time when the maintenance man came over unannounced
(seeing the cat), she got so mad she threw a book at the chandelier and
broke it. She also had a habit of telling my friends about how I must say
she's a real bitch (which I didn't), and that she whined a lot. She did, but
I mostly told my friends that I had a wierd roommate.

For april fool's day, I found a tablet of post-it notes that said "no whining" on it. I put a few dozen around the kitchen, and put two in her bedroom as well. She didn't get home until that evening, when I was watching a movie with some friends. After a brief hi, she went into the kitchen, saw the notes, and didn't say anything.... After going to her room, the two post-it notes there evidently sent her over the top. She stormed out and told me "I've never met such an asshole", and grabbed my ponytail (back when I was a longhair), and yanked it, and ran back to her room. I think my friends formed their own opinions of her that night.

I should mention that she was reasonably cute, if you could look past the
bitchiness, whining, yelling, and lack of personallity. I never hit on her
or anything, but somehow it was even more wierd one night when I hung out
with a few of her friends. We went swimming in our underwear in the pool,
and when we got into the hot tub, she decided to go topless. Glad I never
did hit on her though... After she moved out, I found out from a neighbor
that she had been sleeping with guys at the telemarketing center where she
worked to pay for her trip to Europe.

Anyway, the video your sponsors made was so f*cking weird (but funny). Thought you might like thestory. Maybe you should do a movie on people like me, who seem to ATTRACT the wierd roommates. Lets see, there was the pissed off agnostic who kissed my friend the christian, the megadeath guy who stabbed the plastic santa with his sword collection, the short mexican who paced the room in the morning swearing under his breath, the guy from hong kong who shipped his stuff to our dorm but didn't show up until the last week of school (not realizing that we cracked the code on his suitcase and changed the combination to 666), or the wierd indian roommate I had who sat around in his underwear on the day the landloard came with a building inspector.

Fellow weirdo, out. "

Ummmm, maybe you're the weirdo Rodger. And you're right, maybe we should do a movie, or at the very least a post, about people who seem to attract more than their fair share of strange housemates. Do you attract weirdos to live with you? Why do you think that happens and what can you do to stop that from happening again? Let me know your thoughts...

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So much weirdness, so little time

MySpace has provided me with more than a few tales of weirdness including this multipart, multi-weirdo one from Rodger....
"In college, I moved in to an apartment w/ 2 guys and a girl named Brandi, who had a wierd cat named Mimi. Two days after I moved in (still getting to know them), me an the other two guys were playing w/ her cat in the living room, making it chase a ball. Brandi came out and was pissed that her cat was doing flips, grabbed the cat and huffed back to her room. Twenty minutes later she came back out and yelled, "you made Mimi shit blood!", and ran back into her room. Despite her wierdness, we all got along ok for the most part, but there was more strangeness on the way. We weren't supposed to have pets in the apartment, so one time when the maintenance man came over unannounced (seeing the cat), she got so mad she threw a book at the chandelier and broke it. She also had a habit of telling my friends about how I must say she's a real bitch (which I didn't), and that she whined a lot. She did, but I mostly told my friends that I had a wierd roommate. For april fool's day, I found a tablet of post-it notes that said "no whining" on it. I put a few dozen around the kitchen, and put two in her bedroom as well. She didn't get home until that evening, when I was watching a movie with some friends. After a brief hi, she went into the kitchen, saw the notes, and didn't say anything.... After going to her room, the two post-it notes there evidently sent her over the top. She stormed out and told me "I've never met such an asshole", and grabbed my ponytail (back when I was a longhair), and yanked it, and ran back to her room. I think my friends formed their own opinions of her that night. I should mention that she was reasonably cute, if you could look past the bitchiness, whining, yelling, and lack of personallity. I never hit on her or anything, but somehow it was even more wierd one night when I hung out with a few of her friends. We went swimming in our underwear in the pool, and when we got into the hot tub, she decided to go topless. Glad I never did hit on her though... After she moved out, I found out from a neighbor that she had been sleeping with guys at the telemarketing center where she worked to pay for her trip to Europe. Anyway, the video your sponsors made was so f*cking weird (but funny). Thought you might like thestory. Maybe you should do a movie on people like me, who seem to ATTRACT the wierd roommates. Lets see, there was the pissed off agnostic who kissed my friend the christian, the megadeath guy who stabbed the plastic santa with his sword collection, the short mexican who paced the room in the morning swearing under his breath, the guy from hong kong who shipped his stuff to our dorm but didn't show up until the last week of school (not realizing that we cracked the code on his suitcase and changed the combination to 666), or the wierd indian roommate I had who sat around in his underwear on the day the landloard came with a building inspector. Fellow weirdo, out. " Ummmm, maybe you're the weirdo Rodger. And you're right, maybe we should do a movie, or at the very least a post, about people who seem to attract more than their fair share of strange housemates. Do you attract weirdos to live with you? Why do you think that happens and what can you do to stop that from happening again? Let me know your thoughts...

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A touch of creepy

College or University dorms seem to be a real hotbed of flatmate weirdness. Here is a story from Brenda about her weirdo flatmate...


"My weirdest was one of my college dorm roomies. she would dress in a long
black dress with creepy sleeves. sleep with her arms crossed coffin style
light black candles and play creepy music. Every night. No wonder i turned
into a clnical depressive".

Why is it that college or uni students seem to be a major source of weirdness? Got any ideas?

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A touch of creepy

College or University dorms seem to be a real hotbed of flatmate weirdness. Here is a story from Brenda about her weirdo flatmate...
"My weirdest was one of my college dorm roomies. she would dress in a long black dress with creepy sleeves. sleep with her arms crossed coffin style light black candles and play creepy music. Every night. No wonder i turned into a clnical depressive". Why is it that college or uni students seem to be a major source of weirdness? Got any ideas?

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May 25, 2006

Divided down the middle

In last weeks poll I asked you guys "How matey are you with your flatmates?". The results are in and it seems half of you are into sharing and the other half is not. The results below...


How matey are you with your flatmates?
We lead separate lives = 33 percent
We share food and/or clothes = 28 percent
We share a bed... = 23 percent
I avoid them like the plague = 16 percent

I'm in the first category, I like it to be like a business transaction, not a friendship.

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Divided down the middle

In last weeks poll I asked you guys "How matey are you with your flatmates?". The results are in and it seems half of you are into sharing and the other half is not. The results below...
How matey are you with your flatmates? We lead separate lives = 33 percent We share food and/or clothes = 28 percent We share a bed... = 23 percent I avoid them like the plague = 16 percent I'm in the first category, I like it to be like a business transaction, not a friendship.

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Another strange way to leave a message

Communication is key to a healthy relationship, but as Chris points out, sometimes the messages can be delivered in a way you may not expect....


"My flatmate used to leave messages for me written on the toilet roll!"

I'm wondering if this was for all the messages or just the sh*tty ones! hahaha!

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Another strange way to leave a message

Communication is key to a healthy relationship, but as Chris points out, sometimes the messages can be delivered in a way you may not expect....
"My flatmate used to leave messages for me written on the toilet roll!" I'm wondering if this was for all the messages or just the sh*tty ones! hahaha!

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A surprise in the drawer

When you live with someone for long enough, eventually you'll see something you probably rather wouldn't. But what would you do if you saw something completely revolting that was left deliberately for you to see?


Mel sent me this story:

"I heard a story from a friend of mine about a housemate of hers, who she swapped bedrooms with before going interstate for a holiday. She needed somewhere to put her stuff temporarily as she had no cupboard so her housemate said he would lend her a set of drawers. She got him to put it in her room and she opened up the first drawer to find he had strategically (for reasons unknown) left a used condom just sitting there staring at her. The rest of the drawers were completely empty, so it was deduced that he had planted the franger! She confronted him and said something subtle about it (not wanting to touch it herself). He just looked non-phased and casual - she however, was freaked out and glad to be leaving soon."

I've got so many questions I don't know where to start, but perhaps I can cover it with just one: Why?

Got any ideas? Let me know below.

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A surprise in the drawer

When you live with someone for long enough, eventually you'll see something you probably rather wouldn't. But what would you do if you saw something completely revolting that was left deliberately for you to see?
Mel sent me this story: "I heard a story from a friend of mine about a housemate of hers, who she swapped bedrooms with before going interstate for a holiday. She needed somewhere to put her stuff temporarily as she had no cupboard so her housemate said he would lend her a set of drawers. She got him to put it in her room and she opened up the first drawer to find he had strategically (for reasons unknown) left a used condom just sitting there staring at her. The rest of the drawers were completely empty, so it was deduced that he had planted the franger! She confronted him and said something subtle about it (not wanting to touch it herself). He just looked non-phased and casual - she however, was freaked out and glad to be leaving soon." I've got so many questions I don't know where to start, but perhaps I can cover it with just one: Why? Got any ideas? Let me know below.

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May 23, 2006

Confessions of a flatmate

Madonna has been encouraging us all to confess all thats on our minds and Dee needed to share this story about a couple of weirdos that she once lived with...


"I used to live in Melbourne with my friend and her sister. Before moving in, i knew the sister had a history of depression and overall strangeness, however i was assured this was all way back in her highschool days (shes 23). So we 3 moved into a great house in south Melbourne.... All was fine until the sister started to show signs of being ...slightly abnormal. She would go for up to 4 days without uttering a word -AT ALL. She would remain silent and ignore any attempts to talk to her, and yet, when out of the house, my friend and i would recieve text messages asking us to buy things for her (eg: milk etc, as of course she does NOT leave the house under any circumstances). The record for her literally not stepping out the front door (except to get mail) was about 3 weeks. This made her pale and see-through like a leukemia patient. She only ate frozen poppers and a bit of chicken. She would watch EVERY channel at once by continually flicking , whilst taping another show. Literally she would watch a channel, and as soon as it got interesting she would change it, about 2 mins per channel id say. Any time i got a glass of water she would run in and say that the world will be out of water by 2020. WHAT THE HELL!! As i started to point out her problems and suggest she get help it stressed her out more and she began locking and unlocking doors for no apparent reason. One day my friend and i were in the backyard and as we went to come inside she had locked us out. We called out to her and in response she turned up her music. 10 mins later she came to the door and unlocked it, and as we followed her asking why she did it she ignored us (as of course she does not speak sometimes) and locked herself in her room for the rest of the day. I convinced her sister that she needed help and we confronted her, however the next day i came home to my friend with a pile of new clothes and cds that the sister had bought her. She wouldnt look me in the eye and had changed sides. i had to move out! in the 2 weeks leading up to my moving out, the sister made comments such as becuase she owned the fridge i could not use it!! Ridiculous i said and promised her that if she went on with this sh*t i would move all my appliances in and move hers out and then she would have to crawl to ME!. She would wake at 5am (when i have to get up to go in the morning), just so she knew what was going on. shed get up as soon as she thought i was up. The day she started locking and unlocking the doors with different keys (to make herself feel better??) i MOVED OUT!! And after all that i had to take them both to court to be freed from our 12 month lease. It was 7 weeks before we got to court and in that time i had paid nearly $800 in rent (when i was not there), which i will never see again. It was also a fight to get my bond back. These 2 sisters have very well off parents who right off their assets into their business so that their children can get support from the government and still be given up to $600 a week by their parents. Its disgusting behaviour, and due to paying rent in 2 places at once and not getting my bond back for so long i was forced to defer my course at uni! These girls are a drain on society (their parents should be ashamed but surprisingly condone this behaviour) and i suggest u beware their ads for new housemates. Their newest recruit, Belle, is regretting her decision im sure. So if u meet sisters name Mary and Melinda, and one looks like Mortisha Adams, run as fast as you can before they suck u dry of your money and your peace of mind. Thats about all - woo i feel better now "

Good for you Dee, glad to help you get that off your chest. Have you got something flatmate related that you want to confess? Do it now!

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Confessions of a flatmate

Madonna has been encouraging us all to confess all thats on our minds and Dee needed to share this story about a couple of weirdos that she once lived with...
"I used to live in Melbourne with my friend and her sister. Before moving in, i knew the sister had a history of depression and overall strangeness, however i was assured this was all way back in her highschool days (shes 23). So we 3 moved into a great house in south Melbourne.... All was fine until the sister started to show signs of being ...slightly abnormal. She would go for up to 4 days without uttering a word -AT ALL. She would remain silent and ignore any attempts to talk to her, and yet, when out of the house, my friend and i would recieve text messages asking us to buy things for her (eg: milk etc, as of course she does NOT leave the house under any circumstances). The record for her literally not stepping out the front door (except to get mail) was about 3 weeks. This made her pale and see-through like a leukemia patient. She only ate frozen poppers and a bit of chicken. She would watch EVERY channel at once by continually flicking , whilst taping another show. Literally she would watch a channel, and as soon as it got interesting she would change it, about 2 mins per channel id say. Any time i got a glass of water she would run in and say that the world will be out of water by 2020. WHAT THE HELL!! As i started to point out her problems and suggest she get help it stressed her out more and she began locking and unlocking doors for no apparent reason. One day my friend and i were in the backyard and as we went to come inside she had locked us out. We called out to her and in response she turned up her music. 10 mins later she came to the door and unlocked it, and as we followed her asking why she did it she ignored us (as of course she does not speak sometimes) and locked herself in her room for the rest of the day. I convinced her sister that she needed help and we confronted her, however the next day i came home to my friend with a pile of new clothes and cds that the sister had bought her. She wouldnt look me in the eye and had changed sides. i had to move out! in the 2 weeks leading up to my moving out, the sister made comments such as becuase she owned the fridge i could not use it!! Ridiculous i said and promised her that if she went on with this sh*t i would move all my appliances in and move hers out and then she would have to crawl to ME!. She would wake at 5am (when i have to get up to go in the morning), just so she knew what was going on. shed get up as soon as she thought i was up. The day she started locking and unlocking the doors with different keys (to make herself feel better??) i MOVED OUT!! And after all that i had to take them both to court to be freed from our 12 month lease. It was 7 weeks before we got to court and in that time i had paid nearly $800 in rent (when i was not there), which i will never see again. It was also a fight to get my bond back. These 2 sisters have very well off parents who right off their assets into their business so that their children can get support from the government and still be given up to $600 a week by their parents. Its disgusting behaviour, and due to paying rent in 2 places at once and not getting my bond back for so long i was forced to defer my course at uni! These girls are a drain on society (their parents should be ashamed but surprisingly condone this behaviour) and i suggest u beware their ads for new housemates. Their newest recruit, Belle, is regretting her decision im sure. So if u meet sisters name Mary and Melinda, and one looks like Mortisha Adams, run as fast as you can before they suck u dry of your money and your peace of mind. Thats about all - woo i feel better now " Good for you Dee, glad to help you get that off your chest. Have you got something flatmate related that you want to confess? Do it now!

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Here kitty, kitty!

Animals can be great companions, but what do you do when they become part of something more creepy? This story from Alexia is just plain strange....


"I once had the unique opportunity to live with "the cat's mohter". I moved into this persons place after answering an add and having to vacate my current premise in a hurry (another story, another day). Anyway, this girl had her own cat and after a little while I got a kitten myself.

One day my cat became sick and had to stay at the vets for observation - so the vet rings me one day saying they are getting persistent and numerous daily telephone calls from this girl asking about my cat and they said they wouldn't release any information. I said that's fine and I had a talk to her about it and she seemed fine and said she was just concerned and wouldn't do it again.

The very next day, the vet calls me again and says that she's now bringing her own cat in for visits! Things went down hill from there. She did other strange things also and once felt the need to explain to me in great deal about her rather large vaginal flaps - OMG!! Sick and strange little girl. "

Odd, strange, and peculiar I must say. I reckon I'd be outta there as soon as I realised she had a screw loose upstairs.

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Here kitty, kitty!

Animals can be great companions, but what do you do when they become part of something more creepy? This story from Alexia is just plain strange....
"I once had the unique opportunity to live with "the cat's mohter". I moved into this persons place after answering an add and having to vacate my current premise in a hurry (another story, another day). Anyway, this girl had her own cat and after a little while I got a kitten myself. One day my cat became sick and had to stay at the vets for observation - so the vet rings me one day saying they are getting persistent and numerous daily telephone calls from this girl asking about my cat and they said they wouldn't release any information. I said that's fine and I had a talk to her about it and she seemed fine and said she was just concerned and wouldn't do it again. The very next day, the vet calls me again and says that she's now bringing her own cat in for visits! Things went down hill from there. She did other strange things also and once felt the need to explain to me in great deal about her rather large vaginal flaps - OMG!! Sick and strange little girl. " Odd, strange, and peculiar I must say. I reckon I'd be outta there as soon as I realised she had a screw loose upstairs.

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May 22, 2006

Help yourself on the way out the door!

With so many of you seemingly having bad flatmates, its a wonder that we all aren't living alone. Pperhaps if you are, you should remember this tale from Em about some flatmates that stole her stuff as they were leaving....


"My partner was working in a cafe and got to be good mates with the new chef. We had him and his partner over for drinks a few time and then decided we would ask them to move in. it was all good until new years when i refused to let his gf wear one of my dresses(she's 3 sizes bigger than me) she ran around the house yelling and screaming about how selfish i was and how everything was about me. needless to say things only got worse her partner would join in and constantly have abuse and have a go at me while my partner was at work. they ate all our food but anything they bought we were not allowed to touch on pain of death.

Evetually we asked them to move out which they did while we were both at work. they ended up going through our room and taking whatever they wanted dvds playstation games, they even went through our shed and took a brand new $600 tent that we hadent even used. when all was said and done we were done about $1000 and only managed to get about $500 worth of it back. We have now decided that no matter how well we think we know someone they can live and a gutter before we will let them live with us."

The worst I've suffered is a stolen CD or perhaps a tee-shirt or something like that. Have you ever had stuff stolen from you by a flatmate? What did they take and did you ever get it back?

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Help yourself on the way out the door!

With so many of you seemingly having bad flatmates, its a wonder that we all aren't living alone. Pperhaps if you are, you should remember this tale from Em about some flatmates that stole her stuff as they were leaving....
"My partner was working in a cafe and got to be good mates with the new chef. We had him and his partner over for drinks a few time and then decided we would ask them to move in. it was all good until new years when i refused to let his gf wear one of my dresses(she's 3 sizes bigger than me) she ran around the house yelling and screaming about how selfish i was and how everything was about me. needless to say things only got worse her partner would join in and constantly have abuse and have a go at me while my partner was at work. they ate all our food but anything they bought we were not allowed to touch on pain of death. Evetually we asked them to move out which they did while we were both at work. they ended up going through our room and taking whatever they wanted dvds playstation games, they even went through our shed and took a brand new $600 tent that we hadent even used. when all was said and done we were done about $1000 and only managed to get about $500 worth of it back. We have now decided that no matter how well we think we know someone they can live and a gutter before we will let them live with us." The worst I've suffered is a stolen CD or perhaps a tee-shirt or something like that. Have you ever had stuff stolen from you by a flatmate? What did they take and did you ever get it back?

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An unusual Post-It note...

Some of you guys have lived with some truly frightening people. I'm wondering why most of you stayed on as long as you did cause I would've been outta there at the first sign of psycho....


Nicole writes about a psycho that she once lived with...

"I had to live with a weirdo in a share house in Scotland, he would leave us little notes stuck to our doors with a 10inch kitchen knife!"

Now is this guy just being practical or practically scaring the sh*t out of his flatmates?

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An unusual Post-It note...

Some of you guys have lived with some truly frightening people. I'm wondering why most of you stayed on as long as you did cause I would've been outta there at the first sign of psycho....
Nicole writes about a psycho that she once lived with... "I had to live with a weirdo in a share house in Scotland, he would leave us little notes stuck to our doors with a 10inch kitchen knife!" Now is this guy just being practical or practically scaring the sh*t out of his flatmates?

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May 21, 2006

A couple more pics for you all!

Messy Room

The picture submissions are a little slow - either you guys all live in pristine homes or none of you know how to work a camera :P I love looking at filth so send me your worst pics!


Here's another couple from Steve...

Utterly trashy Filth

That first pic nearly brough tears to my eyes with the sheer filth of it all.... Can you top that one? Send your pics in!

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A couple more pics for you all!

Messy Room The picture submissions are a little slow - either you guys all live in pristine homes or none of you know how to work a camera :P I love looking at filth so send me your worst pics!
Here's another couple from Steve... Utterly trashy Filth That first pic nearly brough tears to my eyes with the sheer filth of it all.... Can you top that one? Send your pics in!

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Hold the pee!

Lots of things that you guys have sent in have just been unpublishable and have usually involved a bodily function of some sort, like this gross out from Kerrie....


"My flatmate Jesus (no lie) keeps a bottle to pee in by the side of his bed. This is even despite the fact that his bedroom door is less than 1/2 a meter from the bathroom. Oh, and he only empties it when it gets full."

Now thats just disgusting. What would he do if he brought a girl home, or do guys like this never bring girls home? And what about if he accidentally knocks it over, or it overflows? EEeeeewwwwwwwwww.

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Hold the pee!

Lots of things that you guys have sent in have just been unpublishable and have usually involved a bodily function of some sort, like this gross out from Kerrie....
"My flatmate Jesus (no lie) keeps a bottle to pee in by the side of his bed. This is even despite the fact that his bedroom door is less than 1/2 a meter from the bathroom. Oh, and he only empties it when it gets full." Now thats just disgusting. What would he do if he brought a girl home, or do guys like this never bring girls home? And what about if he accidentally knocks it over, or it overflows? EEeeeewwwwwwwwww.

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Are you anally retentive?

And I don't mean do you retain things in your bottom haha! Pebbles writes it's not just the super messy flatmates that are weird - at the other end of the spectrum are the super clean freaks...


"Everyone seem to complain about messy flatmates, try the otherend of the scale - anal to the point of so far up the arse its scary - and not just one but two of them. I share with two girls, over the last year I have learnt there is a correct way to do everything from washing the dishes before you put them in the dishwasher (otherwise the dishwasher gets dirty), then placing them correctly, making sure the toliet roll is never empty - because it has to be me - apparently I'm the only one in the house that shits (could explain thier moods), stove top should always be clean - usually just as you've cooked something & sat down to eat it. Still I'm sure they will get a hot shower the day I move out"

I've made no secret of the fact that as a Virgo I like things to be done a certain way and this all seems normal to me, but the older I get I'm beginning to understand that I may indeed be the freak...

What's better - super messy or super clean? Let me know!

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Are you anally retentive?

And I don't mean do you retain things in your bottom haha! Pebbles writes it's not just the super messy flatmates that are weird - at the other end of the spectrum are the super clean freaks...
"Everyone seem to complain about messy flatmates, try the otherend of the scale - anal to the point of so far up the arse its scary - and not just one but two of them. I share with two girls, over the last year I have learnt there is a correct way to do everything from washing the dishes before you put them in the dishwasher (otherwise the dishwasher gets dirty), then placing them correctly, making sure the toliet roll is never empty - because it has to be me - apparently I'm the only one in the house that shits (could explain thier moods), stove top should always be clean - usually just as you've cooked something & sat down to eat it. Still I'm sure they will get a hot shower the day I move out" I've made no secret of the fact that as a Virgo I like things to be done a certain way and this all seems normal to me, but the older I get I'm beginning to understand that I may indeed be the freak... What's better - super messy or super clean? Let me know!

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May 20, 2006

The flatmates boyfriend

A number of stories that are coming through revolve around a flatmates boyfriend or girlfriend. It seems that while the flatmate themselves are often lovely, things can get real ugly with the extra person...


Aiko writes: "During highschool, I knew a girl named Lily and her sweetheart Ben. We weren't really friends, but we got to talking before graduation and found out that we would all be attending the same college, so we decided to rent a flat together and share it. Lily and Ben seemed like nice people at first, but oh, was I wrong...

On our first night there, Lily and Ben invited over TONS of people. I'm serious, I had no idea how they knew this many people in the area already. There were probably 100 of them shoved into a tiny flat and they were all roaring drunk. Ben came into my room and threw up on my bed then passed out on my floor. When I tried to move him into their bedroom Lily got mad. The next morning I had to clean vomit out of the carpets and kick out people who'd passed out.

Ben and Lily turned out to be huge slobs. They also were very loud in bed. After a few weeks I was near the breaking point. I was about to be shocked by what came next. Lily and Ben had a very loud fight one night, throwing around dishes in the kitchen and tipping over furniture. I stayed in my room. Ben eventually packed up and left. Lily came in and threw a textbook at me. It turns out that she found some of my panties and bras in his drawers, along with photos of me sleeping! I was appalled! Lily spent the rest of the night crying uncontrollably and screaming at me. In a few days, I'd packed up and left.

Two years later, I haven't seen Ben at all but I see Lily around campus, and she apparently has told people that I stole her boyfriend. Whatever."

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The flatmates boyfriend

A number of stories that are coming through revolve around a flatmates boyfriend or girlfriend. It seems that while the flatmate themselves are often lovely, things can get real ugly with the extra person...
Aiko writes: "During highschool, I knew a girl named Lily and her sweetheart Ben. We weren't really friends, but we got to talking before graduation and found out that we would all be attending the same college, so we decided to rent a flat together and share it. Lily and Ben seemed like nice people at first, but oh, was I wrong... On our first night there, Lily and Ben invited over TONS of people. I'm serious, I had no idea how they knew this many people in the area already. There were probably 100 of them shoved into a tiny flat and they were all roaring drunk. Ben came into my room and threw up on my bed then passed out on my floor. When I tried to move him into their bedroom Lily got mad. The next morning I had to clean vomit out of the carpets and kick out people who'd passed out. Ben and Lily turned out to be huge slobs. They also were very loud in bed. After a few weeks I was near the breaking point. I was about to be shocked by what came next. Lily and Ben had a very loud fight one night, throwing around dishes in the kitchen and tipping over furniture. I stayed in my room. Ben eventually packed up and left. Lily came in and threw a textbook at me. It turns out that she found some of my panties and bras in his drawers, along with photos of me sleeping! I was appalled! Lily spent the rest of the night crying uncontrollably and screaming at me. In a few days, I'd packed up and left. Two years later, I haven't seen Ben at all but I see Lily around campus, and she apparently has told people that I stole her boyfriend. Whatever."

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A case of crossed religions

It helps if the person that you live with has similar interests and beliefs to you. Otherwise things can get a little weird as this submission from Sally shows...


"My room mate turned out to be Catholic. Now under normal circumstances I have no problem with that, I have several good friends who are Catholic, and even though I am Pagan, we get along just fine. At first the two of us just didn't speak to each other, and if we did, I would initiate the conversations. Soon as she found out my religious choice though it all changed.

I slept up on the top bunk, and one night I awoke to her peering over the edge of my bed a cross raise up before her. She would be going out to her catholic youth worship circle and tell me that I should come along, 'it will be good for your soul.' My schedule was very weird, since I had full classes and was working two jobs, so I would often come back late at night, and when ever I did, she would freak out, and scurry into a corner to hold up her cross and mutter prayers. Apparently she thought I was always out late, worshipping the devil.

The last straw finally came one night when I awoke to her sprinkling me with Holy water and muttering prayers in an attempt to save my soul from the flame of hell and eternal damnation. She just wanted to free me from the daemon that had obviously possessed me. I moved out shortly after, but hey, at least she was 'concerned for my safety'."

I've been lucky and never lived with someone who was very religious, or at least practicing or whatever it's called but I can't imagine it would be any fun if you both worshipped different gods - surely it's a recipe for disaster? Got anything to share about this? Let me know or send it in!

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A case of crossed religions

It helps if the person that you live with has similar interests and beliefs to you. Otherwise things can get a little weird as this submission from Sally shows...
"My room mate turned out to be Catholic. Now under normal circumstances I have no problem with that, I have several good friends who are Catholic, and even though I am Pagan, we get along just fine. At first the two of us just didn't speak to each other, and if we did, I would initiate the conversations. Soon as she found out my religious choice though it all changed. I slept up on the top bunk, and one night I awoke to her peering over the edge of my bed a cross raise up before her. She would be going out to her catholic youth worship circle and tell me that I should come along, 'it will be good for your soul.' My schedule was very weird, since I had full classes and was working two jobs, so I would often come back late at night, and when ever I did, she would freak out, and scurry into a corner to hold up her cross and mutter prayers. Apparently she thought I was always out late, worshipping the devil. The last straw finally came one night when I awoke to her sprinkling me with Holy water and muttering prayers in an attempt to save my soul from the flame of hell and eternal damnation. She just wanted to free me from the daemon that had obviously possessed me. I moved out shortly after, but hey, at least she was 'concerned for my safety'." I've been lucky and never lived with someone who was very religious, or at least practicing or whatever it's called but I can't imagine it would be any fun if you both worshipped different gods - surely it's a recipe for disaster? Got anything to share about this? Let me know or send it in!

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Is this the Worst Flatmate ever?

Some of the stories that you guys have sent me have detailed some pretty horrible folks that you've lived with. But this story from Corinne I think is the worst by far....


"Last year, while at university, I lived in an on-campus apartment with 6 other girls. One girl, Lena, had moved in late, and admittedly, didn't fit in. First of all, she was the only black girl and the rest of us were white or latina. Don't get me wrong, none of us were racist... except Lena. When she got pissed off she would refer to us as "white bitches" and would constantly go on about how she didn't like most white people. Apparently, in her mind, racism was okay, provided it was black people hating white people.

But that was only the tip of the iceburg... One of the major problems we had with her was her constant partying. She'd come in drunk and high at all hours, usually having forgotten her door key, so she'd ring the doorbell continuously, or bang on our windows, until one of us let her in. And she’d usually have some noisy, annoying friends in tow. Now, when she first was moving in, she asked how we felt about her smoking weed, and we said it was cool, provided she didn't do it anywhere in the apartment. She adhered to that rule for nearly the entire first semester, then suddenly stopped caring despite us constantly asking her to smoke outside or at a friend’s place.

Furthermore, she said we were infringing on HER RIGHTS by asking her not to perform ILLEGAL ACTIVITIES in the house, which we could ALL get busted for. It stunk up the entire hallway so badly that I'd have to hole up in my room and turn off the heater so the smell wouldn't come in through the vents (the smoke literally made me ill). Her total apathy for our feelings was most apparent the day I walked in on her sorting her weed on the kitchen table. Her substance abuse wasn't just weed, but also drinking.

She'd come in SO drunk that she'd literally get lost on the way to her room... which was the FIRST door in the hallway. Once she threw up in the bathroom SINK and didn't even clean it up until the next day. She also used to dump her dirty bong water in the sink, but not rinse it out. We suggested the toilet because it's easily flush-able, but naturally she didn't listen. Other random atrocities include: blasting her music at ungodly early hours of the morning when the rest of us were sleeping, then getting mad at her roommate for typing at 2:00 in the afternoon while she was trying to nap; leaving empty food wrappers/containers on or even IN the couch or coffee tables for DAYS until someone else cleaned it up; leaving part of a BLUNT in the couch; leaving food out overnight and then getting mad at us for throwing it away; NEVER taking responsibility for cleaning her dishes; not cleaning up after her friends' messes; and a poor sense of personal hygeine.

As in, she once threw up a little on a sweatshirt, and then wore it for the next week without washing it. Not to mention the STENCH that came from her room. It literally smelled of ass, feet, and marijuana. We're also pretty sure she hadn't changed her sheets all year...

And lastly, my favorite story: One day she left her SHOES on the KITCHEN TABLE. Dirty shoes. Where people EAT. So I put them in her room with a note asking her to please not put shoes where we eat. She thought it was one of the other girls, and ripped her a new one, saying to never "disrespect" her stuff by "throwing" it on the floor, and not to touch her stuff ever. There were many other atrocities, but luckily I've blocked them from memory.

The worst part was, try as we might, we couldn't get her kicked out because none of the authorities ever caught her in the act of doing anything. Plus, when they asked us, right in front of her, if we'd ever seen her doing illegal stuff, we said no because she was INCREDIBLY intimidating. She never made a direct threat, but would often mention how she had "beat some bitch's ass" or taken one of our kitchen knives to a fight. Eventually, the hostility rose to such a level that she took the initiative and left. It was about the only mature thing she'd ever done..."

Is this girl the worst of all the flatmates? Does she deserve that title? Let me know below!

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Is this the Worst Flatmate ever?

Some of the stories that you guys have sent me have detailed some pretty horrible folks that you've lived with. But this story from Corinne I think is the worst by far....
"Last year, while at university, I lived in an on-campus apartment with 6 other girls. One girl, Lena, had moved in late, and admittedly, didn't fit in. First of all, she was the only black girl and the rest of us were white or latina. Don't get me wrong, none of us were racist... except Lena. When she got pissed off she would refer to us as "white bitches" and would constantly go on about how she didn't like most white people. Apparently, in her mind, racism was okay, provided it was black people hating white people. But that was only the tip of the iceburg... One of the major problems we had with her was her constant partying. She'd come in drunk and high at all hours, usually having forgotten her door key, so she'd ring the doorbell continuously, or bang on our windows, until one of us let her in. And she’d usually have some noisy, annoying friends in tow. Now, when she first was moving in, she asked how we felt about her smoking weed, and we said it was cool, provided she didn't do it anywhere in the apartment. She adhered to that rule for nearly the entire first semester, then suddenly stopped caring despite us constantly asking her to smoke outside or at a friend’s place. Furthermore, she said we were infringing on HER RIGHTS by asking her not to perform ILLEGAL ACTIVITIES in the house, which we could ALL get busted for. It stunk up the entire hallway so badly that I'd have to hole up in my room and turn off the heater so the smell wouldn't come in through the vents (the smoke literally made me ill). Her total apathy for our feelings was most apparent the day I walked in on her sorting her weed on the kitchen table. Her substance abuse wasn't just weed, but also drinking. She'd come in SO drunk that she'd literally get lost on the way to her room... which was the FIRST door in the hallway. Once she threw up in the bathroom SINK and didn't even clean it up until the next day. She also used to dump her dirty bong water in the sink, but not rinse it out. We suggested the toilet because it's easily flush-able, but naturally she didn't listen. Other random atrocities include: blasting her music at ungodly early hours of the morning when the rest of us were sleeping, then getting mad at her roommate for typing at 2:00 in the afternoon while she was trying to nap; leaving empty food wrappers/containers on or even IN the couch or coffee tables for DAYS until someone else cleaned it up; leaving part of a BLUNT in the couch; leaving food out overnight and then getting mad at us for throwing it away; NEVER taking responsibility for cleaning her dishes; not cleaning up after her friends' messes; and a poor sense of personal hygeine. As in, she once threw up a little on a sweatshirt, and then wore it for the next week without washing it. Not to mention the STENCH that came from her room. It literally smelled of ass, feet, and marijuana. We're also pretty sure she hadn't changed her sheets all year... And lastly, my favorite story: One day she left her SHOES on the KITCHEN TABLE. Dirty shoes. Where people EAT. So I put them in her room with a note asking her to please not put shoes where we eat. She thought it was one of the other girls, and ripped her a new one, saying to never "disrespect" her stuff by "throwing" it on the floor, and not to touch her stuff ever. There were many other atrocities, but luckily I've blocked them from memory. The worst part was, try as we might, we couldn't get her kicked out because none of the authorities ever caught her in the act of doing anything. Plus, when they asked us, right in front of her, if we'd ever seen her doing illegal stuff, we said no because she was INCREDIBLY intimidating. She never made a direct threat, but would often mention how she had "beat some bitch's ass" or taken one of our kitchen knives to a fight. Eventually, the hostility rose to such a level that she took the initiative and left. It was about the only mature thing she'd ever done..." Is this girl the worst of all the flatmates? Does she deserve that title? Let me know below!

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May 18, 2006

Sounds like a Virgo to me....

I'm a Virgo. I live on my own because, well, other people tend to sh*t me up the wall when I have to share a house with them. I like things to be done a certain way. Does that make me weird? Nina certainly thinks so...


"There is another type of bad house mate, one that is often overlooked. That is the anal ‘obssesive disorder type. The type that is both the martyr and the facist. They assume they are the only one’s in the household that ever does anything the right way. the sort of person that aggravates the household because nothing is ever up to their standards. Like the mother in law who inspects the house with a white glove to check for dust.

I think house sharing is a contradiction in terms btw. unless people are prepared to be a bit more flexible in their attitudes they should go and live alone."

Point taken Nina, and just so you know, my friends have threatened to disown me if I ever move in with someone again so you're all safe for now haha!

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Sounds like a Virgo to me....

I'm a Virgo. I live on my own because, well, other people tend to sh*t me up the wall when I have to share a house with them. I like things to be done a certain way. Does that make me weird? Nina certainly thinks so...
"There is another type of bad house mate, one that is often overlooked. That is the anal ‘obssesive disorder type. The type that is both the martyr and the facist. They assume they are the only one’s in the household that ever does anything the right way. the sort of person that aggravates the household because nothing is ever up to their standards. Like the mother in law who inspects the house with a white glove to check for dust. I think house sharing is a contradiction in terms btw. unless people are prepared to be a bit more flexible in their attitudes they should go and live alone." Point taken Nina, and just so you know, my friends have threatened to disown me if I ever move in with someone again so you're all safe for now haha!

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Disturbing nocturnal habits

I've heard of people doing some strange things whilst they're asleep but this little story from Richie left me asking - what the?


"I’ve several stories about just one housemate… but the one that takes the cake would be his ’sleep-cooking’. As the other two of us in the house were working shifts, we assumed the continual, horrible oily mess in the kitchen pouring out of two frypans and half a box of ripped-open prawn crackers was the other’s fault. When noone confessed, we set up a camera in the kitchen and caught our third housemate doddling out of his bed at 3 am, eyes completely shut, cranking up the gas stove and cooking a few prawn crackers. He then ate one, threw the others in the bin and went back to bed. This all before leaning a bit too close to the webcam and moaning something along the lines of “meeeeaaaahhhmpphhhffaaawaaaagghh!”.

and these days people wonder what im on about when i ask them if they have any disturbing nocturnal habits…"

Well I've heard it all now. Know someone who partakes in weird nighttime activities? Send me your best stories now!

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Disturbing nocturnal habits

I've heard of people doing some strange things whilst they're asleep but this little story from Richie left me asking - what the?
"I’ve several stories about just one housemate… but the one that takes the cake would be his ’sleep-cooking’. As the other two of us in the house were working shifts, we assumed the continual, horrible oily mess in the kitchen pouring out of two frypans and half a box of ripped-open prawn crackers was the other’s fault. When noone confessed, we set up a camera in the kitchen and caught our third housemate doddling out of his bed at 3 am, eyes completely shut, cranking up the gas stove and cooking a few prawn crackers. He then ate one, threw the others in the bin and went back to bed. This all before leaning a bit too close to the webcam and moaning something along the lines of “meeeeaaaahhhmpphhhffaaawaaaagghh!”. and these days people wonder what im on about when i ask them if they have any disturbing nocturnal habits…" Well I've heard it all now. Know someone who partakes in weird nighttime activities? Send me your best stories now!

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May 17, 2006

messyitis, dirtopic, filthoxy

These are new terms that I've coined for those that have a fear or inability to clean up after themselves. I hate to think what people who are considering living with someone new whilst reading this site must be thinking with all these stories about filthy flatmates...


Jessica from the US wrote to me detailing her experiences with some UK flatmates....

"I'm an American studying in the UK, and my 3 uni flatmates aren't weird, they're just vile! First, the kitchen: they will make a full 3 course meal, yet never put any of the food back in the refrigerator or clean the pots, pans, and plates they used. My refusal to tidy up after them only means things gets moldy, crusted, foul smelling, and I've come home from holiday to find large flies buzzing about the kitchen! Also, they throw rubbish in the bin, and even tie the bag up when full, but never take it out. There's about 10 bags of rubbish just sitting there unless I take them out. Next, the shower: the boys, quite frankly, pee in the shower, and they're proud of it! There's a growing yellow mark on one of the walls, not to mention that distinct smell... Finally, the cleptomania: I couldn't tell you who's been taking random things, but all of us have suffered from it. Problem is, I've often been woken up in the middle of the night by my flatmates talking loudly about how I must be the thief because I'm "American and all Americans hate England and English people" (Why would I fly across the Atlantic to study in a place I hated?Honestly). Despite having lost many an item as well money to the infamous clepto roaming our flat, I have been pegged as the guilty party. I even had a university official come in and check my room in front of them to show that I didn't have what they claimed was stolen. Their response? "She's hidden our stuff somewhere else then!". There's just no pleasing some people."

There's now been a couple of stories about people having all sorts of trouble with their international flatmates and so it got me to thinking - Are international flatmates worse than local ones? And if so, which country produces the worst flatmates? Leave your comments below!

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messyitis, dirtopic, filthoxy

These are new terms that I've coined for those that have a fear or inability to clean up after themselves. I hate to think what people who are considering living with someone new whilst reading this site must be thinking with all these stories about filthy flatmates...
Jessica from the US wrote to me detailing her experiences with some UK flatmates.... "I'm an American studying in the UK, and my 3 uni flatmates aren't weird, they're just vile! First, the kitchen: they will make a full 3 course meal, yet never put any of the food back in the refrigerator or clean the pots, pans, and plates they used. My refusal to tidy up after them only means things gets moldy, crusted, foul smelling, and I've come home from holiday to find large flies buzzing about the kitchen! Also, they throw rubbish in the bin, and even tie the bag up when full, but never take it out. There's about 10 bags of rubbish just sitting there unless I take them out. Next, the shower: the boys, quite frankly, pee in the shower, and they're proud of it! There's a growing yellow mark on one of the walls, not to mention that distinct smell... Finally, the cleptomania: I couldn't tell you who's been taking random things, but all of us have suffered from it. Problem is, I've often been woken up in the middle of the night by my flatmates talking loudly about how I must be the thief because I'm "American and all Americans hate England and English people" (Why would I fly across the Atlantic to study in a place I hated?Honestly). Despite having lost many an item as well money to the infamous clepto roaming our flat, I have been pegged as the guilty party. I even had a university official come in and check my room in front of them to show that I didn't have what they claimed was stolen. Their response? "She's hidden our stuff somewhere else then!". There's just no pleasing some people." There's now been a couple of stories about people having all sorts of trouble with their international flatmates and so it got me to thinking - Are international flatmates worse than local ones? And if so, which country produces the worst flatmates? Leave your comments below!

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Revenge is fast and sweet

When things go sour between flatmates, there is always the temptation to want to exact revenge upon those who've crossed us. I know I've been tempted before but I've never really gone through with it, unlike Rob who added a little something to the booze....


"I apparently was tried and convicted before I knew I was in trouble. I was blamed for something completely wrong and after a day of moving furniture, came home to a punch in the face. Things were "settled" and I didn't get a damn apology. I also was not invited to a party the following week so I showed up anyway and brought "booze". I let all them know exactly what I thought of them ,grabbed my stuff but left the booze there. A friend knew about the booze because I put exlax in it. He later confirmed that they drank it and had a terrible night!!!

Hahahha! Now I love reading this kind of sh*t! Have you ever exacted your revenge on bad flatmates and what did you do? Leave a comment below or send your story in!

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Revenge is fast and sweet

When things go sour between flatmates, there is always the temptation to want to exact revenge upon those who've crossed us. I know I've been tempted before but I've never really gone through with it, unlike Rob who added a little something to the booze....
"I apparently was tried and convicted before I knew I was in trouble. I was blamed for something completely wrong and after a day of moving furniture, came home to a punch in the face. Things were "settled" and I didn't get a damn apology. I also was not invited to a party the following week so I showed up anyway and brought "booze". I let all them know exactly what I thought of them ,grabbed my stuff but left the booze there. A friend knew about the booze because I put exlax in it. He later confirmed that they drank it and had a terrible night!!! Hahahha! Now I love reading this kind of sh*t! Have you ever exacted your revenge on bad flatmates and what did you do? Leave a comment below or send your story in!

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May 16, 2006

Toothbrush in the loo

The poll I ran on the site last week was pretty popular with many hundreds of you voting about toothbrush hygiene. I always think its hilarious the way that we react to someone using our toothbrush considering what some of us are quite happy to put in our mouths...


Would you use your flatmate's toothbrush?

Euyuk! Never! = 52 percent

Only to clean the loo = 37 percent

Always do = 7 percent

I don't even use my own = 4 percent

This weeks poll is "How matey are you with your flatmates?". Vote now!

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Toothbrush in the loo

The poll I ran on the site last week was pretty popular with many hundreds of you voting about toothbrush hygiene. I always think its hilarious the way that we react to someone using our toothbrush considering what some of us are quite happy to put in our mouths...
Would you use your flatmate's toothbrush? Euyuk! Never! = 52 percent Only to clean the loo = 37 percent Always do = 7 percent I don't even use my own = 4 percent This weeks poll is "How matey are you with your flatmates?". Vote now!

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The voices in their heads

Flatmates can be awfully weird at times and sometimes, they get just a little scary like this story from Nat demonstrates...


"hey, not so much a funny weird but perhaps a bit weird. just moved out of this house thankfully. this woman i lived with was just a mess, long story short, she saw a psychic every fortnight and she totally believed everything this woman was telling her. she came home oneday and i asked her what was wrong: "just went to see margret*, she told me I was living with someone who was an acholoic and drug user and that things would start going missing, do you do drugs: actually she accused me and the other housemate for months of this. pure mental torture. backstabbing etc. never live with females ever again. thats not really the full story but you get the idea. ha, I need councelling after the torment this woman has put me through. needed to get that off my chest. cheers,"

Hey Nat, thanks for stopping by the Weird Flatmate confessional and sharing your story with us all. Sure is scary out there in flatmate land! Got a scary story to share with us? Leave your comment or send it in!

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The voices in their heads

Flatmates can be awfully weird at times and sometimes, they get just a little scary like this story from Nat demonstrates...
"hey, not so much a funny weird but perhaps a bit weird. just moved out of this house thankfully. this woman i lived with was just a mess, long story short, she saw a psychic every fortnight and she totally believed everything this woman was telling her. she came home oneday and i asked her what was wrong: "just went to see margret*, she told me I was living with someone who was an acholoic and drug user and that things would start going missing, do you do drugs: actually she accused me and the other housemate for months of this. pure mental torture. backstabbing etc. never live with females ever again. thats not really the full story but you get the idea. ha, I need councelling after the torment this woman has put me through. needed to get that off my chest. cheers," Hey Nat, thanks for stopping by the Weird Flatmate confessional and sharing your story with us all. Sure is scary out there in flatmate land! Got a scary story to share with us? Leave your comment or send it in!

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Dave the Weirdo - The Fan Club

The video that my sponsors made depicting one of the weirdest flatmates you'd ever be likely to encounter has been veiwed by hundreds of thousands of people the world over. So it really shouldn't come as any surprise to learn that "Dave the Weirdo" now has his own fanclub...


Run by a guy called Danny in Melbourne, Australia, the Fan Club hosted by MySpace is the place for fans of Weirdo Dave to get together and discuss all things Dave and weirdos, or maybe just Dave the Weirdo. The group has 60 members and is growing quickly. Maybe it will convince the powers to be to make up a new video showing Dave doing more weird things. Got any suggestions as to what he could do in Part 2?

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Dave the Weirdo - The Fan Club

The video that my sponsors made depicting one of the weirdest flatmates you'd ever be likely to encounter has been veiwed by hundreds of thousands of people the world over. So it really shouldn't come as any surprise to learn that "Dave the Weirdo" now has his own fanclub...
Run by a guy called Danny in Melbourne, Australia, the Fan Club hosted by MySpace is the place for fans of Weirdo Dave to get together and discuss all things Dave and weirdos, or maybe just Dave the Weirdo. The group has 60 members and is growing quickly. Maybe it will convince the powers to be to make up a new video showing Dave doing more weird things. Got any suggestions as to what he could do in Part 2?

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Never live with a Kleptomaniac

For those of you unfamilar with the term Kleptomania - it's applied to people who have strong repeated urges to steal stuff. I've lived with one Klepto and never again. Michael sent in this tragic tale about a guy called Tim who couldn't help but steal....


"so this guy we'll call tim was staying with me and my roomate for about 4 months. he was so nasty that i lost a girlfriend cause she didnt want to come over anymore. tim lived on the couch and payed no bills, burnt a hole in my blanket and couch, i actually had to put him out one night cause he was on fire. after all the bad teeth, nasty socks and fire damage, his mother was coming to pick him up. so i had to work and my real roomate did too so i left and told him to lock the door when he leaves. now tim has a history of stealing things so when i got home from work he was gone and the first thing i did was see if he stole anything. my playstation and cd's were still there but he stole all my change. i had 80 plus dollars in change and he stole the change from my roomate off his desk. the thing i want to know is ,did he think i wouldnt know who stole it? but i was just happy to see him go so i didnt persue it further, live and learn."

My big fear when moving out of somewhere or having someone move out from me was what would get stolen. I was always pretty lucky but over the years I've heard of some real horror stories. Have you got something on your mind about someone that stole from you? Let me know!

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Never live with a Kleptomaniac

For those of you unfamilar with the term Kleptomania - it's applied to people who have strong repeated urges to steal stuff. I've lived with one Klepto and never again. Michael sent in this tragic tale about a guy called Tim who couldn't help but steal....
"so this guy we'll call tim was staying with me and my roomate for about 4 months. he was so nasty that i lost a girlfriend cause she didnt want to come over anymore. tim lived on the couch and payed no bills, burnt a hole in my blanket and couch, i actually had to put him out one night cause he was on fire. after all the bad teeth, nasty socks and fire damage, his mother was coming to pick him up. so i had to work and my real roomate did too so i left and told him to lock the door when he leaves. now tim has a history of stealing things so when i got home from work he was gone and the first thing i did was see if he stole anything. my playstation and cd's were still there but he stole all my change. i had 80 plus dollars in change and he stole the change from my roomate off his desk. the thing i want to know is ,did he think i wouldnt know who stole it? but i was just happy to see him go so i didnt persue it further, live and learn." My big fear when moving out of somewhere or having someone move out from me was what would get stolen. I was always pretty lucky but over the years I've heard of some real horror stories. Have you got something on your mind about someone that stole from you? Let me know!

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May 15, 2006

Snooping flatmates

I got this tale a few days ago and I reckon the writer, Liz, is the weird one. She seems to think it's ok to go snooping about her flatmates stuff as her story shows...


"I normally wouldn’t snoop, but I had the most wretched roommate and once $180 (US) of mine from a job that paid cash (TV gig–I’m a theatre student) went missing. I turned my room over and couldn’t find it, and she really was the kind of person who’d steal from me. So I went searching through her stuff. I ended up not finding anything of mine and my money turned up at my parent’s home. Really, though, it was about the one thing she DIDN’T do was steal from me. "

Nice, real nice Liz. No wonder your flatmate did some horrible stuff to you if this is what you were doing to her....

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Snooping flatmates

I got this tale a few days ago and I reckon the writer, Liz, is the weird one. She seems to think it's ok to go snooping about her flatmates stuff as her story shows...
"I normally wouldn’t snoop, but I had the most wretched roommate and once $180 (US) of mine from a job that paid cash (TV gig–I’m a theatre student) went missing. I turned my room over and couldn’t find it, and she really was the kind of person who’d steal from me. So I went searching through her stuff. I ended up not finding anything of mine and my money turned up at my parent’s home. Really, though, it was about the one thing she DIDN’T do was steal from me. " Nice, real nice Liz. No wonder your flatmate did some horrible stuff to you if this is what you were doing to her....

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May 14, 2006

Someone to watch over you

When you share your house with someone there is an enormous amount of trust that is involved. Plus you should always be able to feel secure in your own home. So what happens when you get that feeling that something isn't quite right? Claire shares her chilling tale...


"I used to always feel like I was being watched when I was in the shower or changing in my bedroom. I’d wake up thinking there was someone in my room. I asked my flatmate if he had been feeling the same way. He just shrugged. A couple months later I was cleaning up, and I put something he left out back in his room. I accidently knocked a folder off his dresser. There were pictures of me! Some Of me in the shower, some of me topless in my room, tons of me sleeping!! He even went as far as to take off my clothes while I was unconsious (I think they were from a night I came home and passed out due to too much partying). It turns out he had set up hidden cameras in my room & shower and was videotaping me, then editing it on his computer and selling it as porn. It was one of the worst experiences of my life, and needless to say, I don’t share a flat with him anymore, I had him arrested."

Poor Claire, I don't blame her for not wanting to live with someone again after that. Nightmare! Has something like this happened to you? What did you do?

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Someone to watch over you

When you share your house with someone there is an enormous amount of trust that is involved. Plus you should always be able to feel secure in your own home. So what happens when you get that feeling that something isn't quite right? Claire shares her chilling tale...
"I used to always feel like I was being watched when I was in the shower or changing in my bedroom. I’d wake up thinking there was someone in my room. I asked my flatmate if he had been feeling the same way. He just shrugged. A couple months later I was cleaning up, and I put something he left out back in his room. I accidently knocked a folder off his dresser. There were pictures of me! Some Of me in the shower, some of me topless in my room, tons of me sleeping!! He even went as far as to take off my clothes while I was unconsious (I think they were from a night I came home and passed out due to too much partying). It turns out he had set up hidden cameras in my room & shower and was videotaping me, then editing it on his computer and selling it as porn. It was one of the worst experiences of my life, and needless to say, I don’t share a flat with him anymore, I had him arrested." Poor Claire, I don't blame her for not wanting to live with someone again after that. Nightmare! Has something like this happened to you? What did you do?

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May 13, 2006

One flew over the Cuckoo Factory

Further to the tale about the guy who's kitchen was turned into a candle making factory, Mario sent me this strange story about living with his Mother...


"I do not have a room mate, but as I was reading this, I could only think of my mom. She has collected over 60 cuckoo clocks. Each one running! They are mostly in 2 rooms, but others remain in other rooms. They are constantly going off. She has about 20 left over for parts in her work shop. This is, like you said, a home turned factory."

Okkaaaaayyyy.

I mean, I have a collection of something that I won't disclose here but I'm very discrete and keep it out of public view so as not to be judged any more harshly than I already am, but Cuckoo clocks? And spare parts? Someone might suggest that she has a couple of parts missing herself....hahaha!

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One flew over the Cuckoo Factory

Further to the tale about the guy who's kitchen was turned into a candle making factory, Mario sent me this strange story about living with his Mother...
"I do not have a room mate, but as I was reading this, I could only think of my mom. She has collected over 60 cuckoo clocks. Each one running! They are mostly in 2 rooms, but others remain in other rooms. They are constantly going off. She has about 20 left over for parts in her work shop. This is, like you said, a home turned factory." Okkaaaaayyyy. I mean, I have a collection of something that I won't disclose here but I'm very discrete and keep it out of public view so as not to be judged any more harshly than I already am, but Cuckoo clocks? And spare parts? Someone might suggest that she has a couple of parts missing herself....hahaha!

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Something fishy going on...

As a young, poor student I know I was more than a little naive about a lot in life, so I can totally relate to Lauren's story about her fantasy college living arrangements.....that went horribly, horribly wrong....


"I changed colleges my third year and moved to Arizona where I didn't know anyone. I wanted to live in a nice, luxury condo development and found one that was like club med for drunk, half naked college students. Perfect I thought. Only catch was they only had openings if you were willing to move in with someone who already lived there because of availability. I agreed to move in with what seemed to be a nice enough girl from Beverley Hills.

She of course turned out to be a complete disaster. Beyond that she was flat out annoying she was a complete slob. I mean like dishes for miles that never got done. She would follow me to parties and people would ask who brought the annoying fat girl and I would spend the rest of the night trying to escape from her. She eventually moved in her trashy townie bf, 3 dogs and a cat into our luxury, pet-free flat. I suppose everyone has had a roommate like this but she did something that takes the cake, or salmon in this case.

One night I came home from work and before I even got my key in the door I could smell a putrid, toxic stench seeping from our place. Our front door opened into our kitchen and when I got inside the whole place smelled like a nuclear war head had crashed into a fishing boat. I literally gagged and stumbled into my bedroom which also smelled like a contaminated cannery. After finding a shirt to put over my nose I braved the kitchen once more to find that the stupid bitch had actually tried to cook. Tried being the operative word.

She had gone to the store and bought a package of salmon, come home and turned the oven to 500 degrees and taken the plastic off of the salmon. She then put the salmon which was still in its blue styrofoam plastic lined tray onto a cookie sheet and left in the oven for like half an hour. It was completely corrosive with bits of salmon stuck in it and as I stood dry heaving in my kitchen shocked at what I was actually seeing my roommate walks out and says "I don't feel good, I ate some of that salmon but I don't think it cooked long enough" and then grabbed a soda and went back to her room. She actually ate it.

Unfuckingbelievable."

Couldn't have said it better myself Lauren. What happens to people like this girl that Lauren shared with? Do they sort their shit out or do they inflict themselves upon others until someone slaps them? Let me know what you think.

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Something fishy going on...

As a young, poor student I know I was more than a little naive about a lot in life, so I can totally relate to Lauren's story about her fantasy college living arrangements.....that went horribly, horribly wrong....
"I changed colleges my third year and moved to Arizona where I didn't know anyone. I wanted to live in a nice, luxury condo development and found one that was like club med for drunk, half naked college students. Perfect I thought. Only catch was they only had openings if you were willing to move in with someone who already lived there because of availability. I agreed to move in with what seemed to be a nice enough girl from Beverley Hills. She of course turned out to be a complete disaster. Beyond that she was flat out annoying she was a complete slob. I mean like dishes for miles that never got done. She would follow me to parties and people would ask who brought the annoying fat girl and I would spend the rest of the night trying to escape from her. She eventually moved in her trashy townie bf, 3 dogs and a cat into our luxury, pet-free flat. I suppose everyone has had a roommate like this but she did something that takes the cake, or salmon in this case. One night I came home from work and before I even got my key in the door I could smell a putrid, toxic stench seeping from our place. Our front door opened into our kitchen and when I got inside the whole place smelled like a nuclear war head had crashed into a fishing boat. I literally gagged and stumbled into my bedroom which also smelled like a contaminated cannery. After finding a shirt to put over my nose I braved the kitchen once more to find that the stupid bitch had actually tried to cook. Tried being the operative word. She had gone to the store and bought a package of salmon, come home and turned the oven to 500 degrees and taken the plastic off of the salmon. She then put the salmon which was still in its blue styrofoam plastic lined tray onto a cookie sheet and left in the oven for like half an hour. It was completely corrosive with bits of salmon stuck in it and as I stood dry heaving in my kitchen shocked at what I was actually seeing my roommate walks out and says "I don't feel good, I ate some of that salmon but I don't think it cooked long enough" and then grabbed a soda and went back to her room. She actually ate it. Unfuckingbelievable." Couldn't have said it better myself Lauren. What happens to people like this girl that Lauren shared with? Do they sort their shit out or do they inflict themselves upon others until someone slaps them? Let me know what you think.

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May 12, 2006

Bad, bad flatmate!

Mess In The Kitchen

Another in this current series of the World's Worst Flatmates with all the things I love to cringe at - maggots, sex and just a hint of madness!


Sandy forwarded me this horror story about a flatmate situation that she endured...

"I had a flatmate from hell. This certain person generates alot of interest when I talk about the things he has done. For starters, he was like every other 'bad flatmate' stereotype. Fat, lazy, rude and got everything handed to him on a plate. I moved in with my boyfriend last September and 'bad flatmate' had been a friend for some time. But no one really knows what a person is like until you live with them. The three of us started of okay....

He NEVER did the dishes, I mean NEVER. It got so bad, I was cleaning HIS room one day and found 3 week old chicken pieces with maggots in them. He would beat off in the bathroom and use our towels for clean up. He used to take care of the pool and chlorinate it. It was left for 4 weeks and it turned dark green.

He had a girlfriend who he would have sex on our bed while we weren't home. He made no effort to cover it up, dirty condoms on the pillows and his clothes strewn on our carpet. But when she wasn't around he would get these very young girls over. They would all willingly get drunk and he would chase them nude around the house with an army helmet on. This happened on several occassions.

He would eat ALL of our food then go shopping for tim tams and ice cream and hit us up for half the money. He borrowed 12 of our dvd's and not one came back without a scratch and 8 we never saw again. The big one: He would collect the rent off us each saturday religeously to take it to his mum (she owned the house) and we got kicked out cause we 'never payed it on time'.

Three weeks after we move out we find out from his new ex-girlfriend, he spent it on smokes, gambling and booze and then told his mum we had given him nothing. WILL you are a loser, mummy's boy, coward and a big fat lazy slob. Hope you read this cause you are the flatmate from hell! P.S. The photo is of the inside bin when he decided to let the dogs inside and then go to sleep."

Speechless!

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Bad, bad flatmate!

Mess In The Kitchen Another in this current series of the World's Worst Flatmates with all the things I love to cringe at - maggots, sex and just a hint of madness!
Sandy forwarded me this horror story about a flatmate situation that she endured... "I had a flatmate from hell. This certain person generates alot of interest when I talk about the things he has done. For starters, he was like every other 'bad flatmate' stereotype. Fat, lazy, rude and got everything handed to him on a plate. I moved in with my boyfriend last September and 'bad flatmate' had been a friend for some time. But no one really knows what a person is like until you live with them. The three of us started of okay.... He NEVER did the dishes, I mean NEVER. It got so bad, I was cleaning HIS room one day and found 3 week old chicken pieces with maggots in them. He would beat off in the bathroom and use our towels for clean up. He used to take care of the pool and chlorinate it. It was left for 4 weeks and it turned dark green. He had a girlfriend who he would have sex on our bed while we weren't home. He made no effort to cover it up, dirty condoms on the pillows and his clothes strewn on our carpet. But when she wasn't around he would get these very young girls over. They would all willingly get drunk and he would chase them nude around the house with an army helmet on. This happened on several occassions. He would eat ALL of our food then go shopping for tim tams and ice cream and hit us up for half the money. He borrowed 12 of our dvd's and not one came back without a scratch and 8 we never saw again. The big one: He would collect the rent off us each saturday religeously to take it to his mum (she owned the house) and we got kicked out cause we 'never payed it on time'. Three weeks after we move out we find out from his new ex-girlfriend, he spent it on smokes, gambling and booze and then told his mum we had given him nothing. WILL you are a loser, mummy's boy, coward and a big fat lazy slob. Hope you read this cause you are the flatmate from hell! P.S. The photo is of the inside bin when he decided to let the dogs inside and then go to sleep." Speechless! Got a story that is worse than this one? Share it now!

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"How did you get in?"

For most people, our homes are our sanctuaries. The place we go to get away from it all. So what happens when your home becomes a hell-hole, inhabited by slobs and strangers?


Michele submitted this long story that like some of the others leaves me lost for words...

"Okay. So you think you have heard it all? no way. I lived with a guy who I met through a mutual friend. I couldnt afford a flat of my own so I needed a roomate in a matter of days. He seemed nice enough & we both acknowledged that we werent attracted to the other. He was a drummer & I was an art student. That was where all the normal facts end.

After living with him about a week, he began his daily ritual of plopping his fat bottom in front of the ice box, so when I came home and walked in the door, all I saw was the door with this fat bottom sticking out from behind it and a pair of beady eyes peering over the top to see who had come in. As he shut the door, I saw the noodles of my Take Out leftovers hannging out of his mouth and his left hand reaching in the white carton to get more. NO FORK. JUST HANDS. He proceeded to attempt to offer me some which I of course refused.

He was Jewish and I was Buddhist/Vegan. So most of the time our dishes being exchanged wasnt a problem, but I came down the stairs one morning to an empty house and a full sink, riddled with some ceremonial fish that had been left there since the night before. The stench was repulsive.

When I had people over, you can forget intimacy. We lived in a three story house, of which his was the 2nd floor and mine was the top. There was no reason for him to come upstairs, yet every evening, after my shower, I would hear his plodding steps coming toward my bedroom (and the door being broken meant I couldnt close it. I yelled, "what do you want" before he barged in. He said "Oh, I didn't know you were home".

Other occasions I would be sleeping (mind you, Im 19 sleeping in next to nothing because its hot on the top floor) with or without a handsome guest, he would inevitably end up in my room staring at my bottom for some strange 10 minutes.

Oh! And he NEVER wore more than an undersized pair of shorts & tube socks! It was HYSTERICAL to me because he had this Austin Powers type patch of hair on his chest and for better lack of a word, man-boobs. The most hysterical thing you have ever seen.

What made me leave was coming home to an empty flat with the door being open. I thought I had been robbed. I tiptoed inside with my cellular phone in hand. The window had been broken. The house was messy, and I heard footsteps upstairs. I panicked and just as I was about to dial the police his best friend comes parading down the stairs in my underwear. He's smiling and dancing and I want to kill him for scaring me. Then I figure out that he hasnt been let in.

"How did you get in here?" I asked? He replied "Well since we knocked a long time and no one answered, we broke the window and just came in". I looked over by the window to see that the stereo beneath it had been broken by their landing. I packed up and left. From him to his friends it was enough."

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"How did you get in?"

For most people, our homes are our sanctuaries. The place we go to get away from it all. So what happens when your home becomes a hell-hole, inhabited by slobs and strangers?
Michele submitted this long story that like some of the others leaves me lost for words... "Okay. So you think you have heard it all? no way. I lived with a guy who I met through a mutual friend. I couldnt afford a flat of my own so I needed a roomate in a matter of days. He seemed nice enough & we both acknowledged that we werent attracted to the other. He was a drummer & I was an art student. That was where all the normal facts end. After living with him about a week, he began his daily ritual of plopping his fat bottom in front of the ice box, so when I came home and walked in the door, all I saw was the door with this fat bottom sticking out from behind it and a pair of beady eyes peering over the top to see who had come in. As he shut the door, I saw the noodles of my Take Out leftovers hannging out of his mouth and his left hand reaching in the white carton to get more. NO FORK. JUST HANDS. He proceeded to attempt to offer me some which I of course refused. He was Jewish and I was Buddhist/Vegan. So most of the time our dishes being exchanged wasnt a problem, but I came down the stairs one morning to an empty house and a full sink, riddled with some ceremonial fish that had been left there since the night before. The stench was repulsive. When I had people over, you can forget intimacy. We lived in a three story house, of which his was the 2nd floor and mine was the top. There was no reason for him to come upstairs, yet every evening, after my shower, I would hear his plodding steps coming toward my bedroom (and the door being broken meant I couldnt close it. I yelled, "what do you want" before he barged in. He said "Oh, I didn't know you were home". Other occasions I would be sleeping (mind you, Im 19 sleeping in next to nothing because its hot on the top floor) with or without a handsome guest, he would inevitably end up in my room staring at my bottom for some strange 10 minutes. Oh! And he NEVER wore more than an undersized pair of shorts & tube socks! It was HYSTERICAL to me because he had this Austin Powers type patch of hair on his chest and for better lack of a word, man-boobs. The most hysterical thing you have ever seen. What made me leave was coming home to an empty flat with the door being open. I thought I had been robbed. I tiptoed inside with my cellular phone in hand. The window had been broken. The house was messy, and I heard footsteps upstairs. I panicked and just as I was about to dial the police his best friend comes parading down the stairs in my underwear. He's smiling and dancing and I want to kill him for scaring me. Then I figure out that he hasnt been let in. "How did you get in here?" I asked? He replied "Well since we knocked a long time and no one answered, we broke the window and just came in". I looked over by the window to see that the stereo beneath it had been broken by their landing. I packed up and left. From him to his friends it was enough."

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The House Band

Some people have a knack at ending up in weird situations. Take Lloyd for example. The story you are about to read is his second submission about some of the weirdos he's lived with over the years...


"yet another story from my house of horror's. i'm big into music and locally we've got a shit hot venue the pop factory. any way i went with my bro to see a band, only a local crew of muppets. the gig went well an we went back to our local for an apre pint till the wee small hours, getting up for work the following morning i hear. "theres a fucking punk band asleep on my fucking floor" in a dase i left for work. to my suprise the band were fuckin still in my house and with very little intention of moving back out. apparently chris a paying housemate invited them to stay for a couple months!!!!

needless to say in week me an too other housemates threatend to murder this band in thier sleep if they didn't leave. (i know it's drastic but rehersing 24 hrs a day when i'm watching the footie, sleeping, working an we're talking stadium amps in a terraced house.) as a result we got rid of our teenage infestation but the cunts took all the interior doors with them, but thats another story for another time stay casual guys and remember. bands don't deserve charity if they suck LEAVE!!!!!!!!!!"

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The House Band

Some people have a knack at ending up in weird situations. Take Lloyd for example. The story you are about to read is his second submission about some of the weirdos he's lived with over the years...
"yet another story from my house of horror's. i'm big into music and locally we've got a shit hot venue the pop factory. any way i went with my bro to see a band, only a local crew of muppets. the gig went well an we went back to our local for an apre pint till the wee small hours, getting up for work the following morning i hear. "theres a fucking punk band asleep on my fucking floor" in a dase i left for work. to my suprise the band were fuckin still in my house and with very little intention of moving back out. apparently chris a paying housemate invited them to stay for a couple months!!!! needless to say in week me an too other housemates threatend to murder this band in thier sleep if they didn't leave. (i know it's drastic but rehersing 24 hrs a day when i'm watching the footie, sleeping, working an we're talking stadium amps in a terraced house.) as a result we got rid of our teenage infestation but the cunts took all the interior doors with them, but thats another story for another time stay casual guys and remember. bands don't deserve charity if they suck LEAVE!!!!!!!!!!"

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May 11, 2006

Some people are just foul

Some of the stories you guys have sent in to me have kept me up half the night because they show the very worst of flatmate behaviour. Like this one from Adam that even I don't even know where to start with...


"I found Linda through an ad in the local paper. Coincidence was Linda had the same name as my girlfriend and her boyfriends name was the same as mine. She was a very good looking young woman, very presentable. She did shiftwork, so I rarely saw her.

However I knew when she had been home as the kitchen was always left in a mess..dirty dishes, milk left out, food scraps left on the benchtops, etc; Then I started answering the phone to people asking for her boyfriend (remember he had the same name as me so sometimes confusion reigned).

I had decided to kick her out after a few weeks and planned to tell her next time I saw her. It was the following Saturday we caught up. I came home to find them half naked,exploring each other and totally pissed on the loungeroom floor. They got drunk from the scotch they had found in my room! Packed and gone by lunchtime the next day.

After she left I checked over her room. Besides the usual rubbish one leaves behind in a hurry, I found dishes and pots with mouldy food in the wardrobe and drawers, takeaway boxes with chicken scraps, used condoms and the worst of all used tampons under her bed, a fresh one obviously left that morning! Puke!

What astounded me the most was that Linda was a nurse! A week later she had the cheek to ask for her bond back. After bills, her boyfriends interstate phone calls, a bottle of scotch and my cleaning fees all she got back was a $1.80 from $250.00. I didn't know she had such a foul mouth until that day."

Any thoughts on this one readers?

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Some people are just foul

Some of the stories you guys have sent in to me have kept me up half the night because they show the very worst of flatmate behaviour. Like this one from Adam that even I don't even know where to start with...
"I found Linda through an ad in the local paper. Coincidence was Linda had the same name as my girlfriend and her boyfriends name was the same as mine. She was a very good looking young woman, very presentable. She did shiftwork, so I rarely saw her. However I knew when she had been home as the kitchen was always left in a mess..dirty dishes, milk left out, food scraps left on the benchtops, etc; Then I started answering the phone to people asking for her boyfriend (remember he had the same name as me so sometimes confusion reigned). I had decided to kick her out after a few weeks and planned to tell her next time I saw her. It was the following Saturday we caught up. I came home to find them half naked,exploring each other and totally pissed on the loungeroom floor. They got drunk from the scotch they had found in my room! Packed and gone by lunchtime the next day. After she left I checked over her room. Besides the usual rubbish one leaves behind in a hurry, I found dishes and pots with mouldy food in the wardrobe and drawers, takeaway boxes with chicken scraps, used condoms and the worst of all used tampons under her bed, a fresh one obviously left that morning! Puke! What astounded me the most was that Linda was a nurse! A week later she had the cheek to ask for her bond back. After bills, her boyfriends interstate phone calls, a bottle of scotch and my cleaning fees all she got back was a $1.80 from $250.00. I didn't know she had such a foul mouth until that day." Any thoughts on this one readers?

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The Messiest Room Ever?

Messy Room

Holy crap - is this the messiest room ever? Steve sent me this last night and says that this is an actual photograph of his room. If it is - dude, you seriously need to clean that pig sty pronto!


I mean, I'm sure that on occasion, even the clean freaks amongst us let things slide a little and our homes can get a little untidy. But Steve's place is nothing short of a certifiable dump.

Have you seen a room worse than this? Got proof? Send in your pics now!

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The Messiest Room Ever?

Messy Room Holy crap - is this the messiest room ever? Steve sent me this last night and says that this is an actual photograph of his room. If it is - dude, you seriously need to clean that pig sty pronto!
I mean, I'm sure that on occasion, even the clean freaks amongst us let things slide a little and our homes can get a little untidy. But Steve's place is nothing short of a certifiable dump. Have you seen a room worse than this? Got proof? Send in your pics now!

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Big Brother

So here in Australia the latest series of Big Brother started a couple of weeks ago and to me it's "must watch TV". I live alone and after watching these guys have no privacy and drive each other nuts, I'm glad that I don't share my house with anyone else but my dog.


I reckon you'd have to be just a little weird to put yourself through the BB experience. Even though the stuff they show is the most extreme of flatmate behaviour and Big Brother likes to stir things up with strange tasks and punishments, there is so much that happens during the show that I've either heard about or experienced myself. I know that I wouldn't cope with the lack of privacy and just having people in my face all day and night, that would make me crazy and then I'd come across like a weirdo.

And so all this got me to thinking. Are some flatmates born weird or do they become weird because of the circumstances that they face in living with others? And do some people bring out the weirdness in others? What are your thoughts?

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Big Brother

So here in Australia the latest series of Big Brother started a couple of weeks ago and to me it's "must watch TV". I live alone and after watching these guys have no privacy and drive each other nuts, I'm glad that I don't share my house with anyone else but my dog.
I reckon you'd have to be just a little weird to put yourself through the BB experience. Even though the stuff they show is the most extreme of flatmate behaviour and Big Brother likes to stir things up with strange tasks and punishments, there is so much that happens during the show that I've either heard about or experienced myself. I know that I wouldn't cope with the lack of privacy and just having people in my face all day and night, that would make me crazy and then I'd come across like a weirdo. And so all this got me to thinking. Are some flatmates born weird or do they become weird because of the circumstances that they face in living with others? And do some people bring out the weirdness in others? What are your thoughts?

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May 10, 2006

The Candle Factory

Depending on who you live with, there could come a time that your flatmate's hobby or obsession, their latest fad even could turn your tranquil home life upside down. Just ask Ron from London who sent in this wick-edly woeful ode...


"A few years ago, while living in London I shared my flat with a guy from Australia. I’d heard stories about Australians that they can behave oddly sometimes (this is not racist!). Anyway this guy was educated and intelligent and worked in IT business. One day his contract ended and he started looking for a new employment, so suddenly he had too much free time. One evening I opened the front door and there was thick smoke all over the flat. I barely saw the kitchen door at the end of the corridor where all that smoke seemed coming from. I was little panicking, thought the kitchen is in fire… and where the hell are my two kittens … and why the fire alarm doesn’t go on. Also there was something weird with the smoke itself – it did smell as paraffin or candle wax. Then I got into the kitchen and – my flat mate was melting candle wax on the gas cooker, to make candles. All the work tops (even on top of the fridge) was covered with different colors of wax splashes and candle making equipment. Well, I’m artistic myself but this was way too much. I was then quite mad on him; later on we spoke about his candle making and, (silly me) I let him to continue if he keeps the kitchen clean and finishes his experiments by the time I arrive. On fifth day – I think he’d an accident with boiling wax, so whole cooker top was covered with it and he had gone to work interview. Well, it took me about one and half hours to clean up this mess and when he got home I just said: no more candle wax! Guess what, he actually continued processing candles, but secretly, at the time I was off. This month’s gas bill was also nice surprise.

Have you had your home turmed into a factory, a production plant or a commercial type of operation? Let me know and the weirder the better!

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The Candle Factory

Depending on who you live with, there could come a time that your flatmate's hobby or obsession, their latest fad even could turn your tranquil home life upside down. Just ask Ron from London who sent in this wick-edly woeful ode...
"A few years ago, while living in London I shared my flat with a guy from Australia. I’d heard stories about Australians that they can behave oddly sometimes (this is not racist!). Anyway this guy was educated and intelligent and worked in IT business. One day his contract ended and he started looking for a new employment, so suddenly he had too much free time. One evening I opened the front door and there was thick smoke all over the flat. I barely saw the kitchen door at the end of the corridor where all that smoke seemed coming from. I was little panicking, thought the kitchen is in fire… and where the hell are my two kittens … and why the fire alarm doesn’t go on. Also there was something weird with the smoke itself – it did smell as paraffin or candle wax. Then I got into the kitchen and – my flat mate was melting candle wax on the gas cooker, to make candles. All the work tops (even on top of the fridge) was covered with different colors of wax splashes and candle making equipment. Well, I’m artistic myself but this was way too much. I was then quite mad on him; later on we spoke about his candle making and, (silly me) I let him to continue if he keeps the kitchen clean and finishes his experiments by the time I arrive. On fifth day – I think he’d an accident with boiling wax, so whole cooker top was covered with it and he had gone to work interview. Well, it took me about one and half hours to clean up this mess and when he got home I just said: no more candle wax! Guess what, he actually continued processing candles, but secretly, at the time I was off. This month’s gas bill was also nice surprise. Have you had your home turmed into a factory, a production plant or a commercial type of operation? Let me know and the weirder the better!

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How do you know what you are getting?

When you are looking for someone to live with, unless they are a good friend that you know well, how do you know that the person you've chosen to share your home with isn't a weirdo?


I've just spent an hour or so reading through Share Accommodation notices on one of my sponsors sites - realestate.com.au - and what struck me is that until you actually take the plunge and start living with someone, you can only do so much in working out if you'll get along or if they are what you are looking for in a flatmate.

One of the advertisers said she likes "quirky people" which to me is an open invitation for weirdos to apply. Others ask for those who are "easy going" to apply. Some even go so far as to specify "No weirdos or freaks please".

You can ask for references, and try and weed out the undesirables by what you ask for - personality traits, age, nationality, backgrounds etc - but is there a foolproof way of sorting out the weirdos from the cool flatmates? How do you guarantee you get a good one? Let me know what you do!

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How do you know what you are getting?

When you are looking for someone to live with, unless they are a good friend that you know well, how do you know that the person you've chosen to share your home with isn't a weirdo?
I've just spent an hour or so reading through Share Accommodation notices on one of my sponsors sites - realestate.com.au - and what struck me is that until you actually take the plunge and start living with someone, you can only do so much in working out if you'll get along or if they are what you are looking for in a flatmate. One of the advertisers said she likes "quirky people" which to me is an open invitation for weirdos to apply. Others ask for those who are "easy going" to apply. Some even go so far as to specify "No weirdos or freaks please". You can ask for references, and try and weed out the undesirables by what you ask for - personality traits, age, nationality, backgrounds etc - but is there a foolproof way of sorting out the weirdos from the cool flatmates? How do you guarantee you get a good one? Let me know what you do!

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May 09, 2006

Moving out

Sometimes things start to get weird when one of the flatmates gives notice that they want to move out. Or sometimes they don't even bother letting you know that they are leaving...


"I lived at my friends house for nearly a year before I finally got so fed up and pissed everybody off enough to make them all think they kicked me out, when in actuality, I just took off. There were many people living in this arrangement at the time… my friend, her little son, me, my boyfriend of the time, my friends two cousins and their bedmates, and another male friend. Lots of people crammed into a small space. The single male friend was a butthead. He would always come in drunk, loud, and berating everybody. He is the one who came to the front door knocking, broke the door down, dropped breakables, threw trash all over, and so much more. I have had more than enough of him and the cops were called. I yelled at all the roomies and then I moved out and went back to my mommy’s. Never again will I live with soooo many people. I can barely stand living by myself! I’m not a bad person, just have a temper problem when I do get frustrated.". That was a story submitted by Liz.

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Moving out

Sometimes things start to get weird when one of the flatmates gives notice that they want to move out. Or sometimes they don't even bother letting you know that they are leaving...
"I lived at my friends house for nearly a year before I finally got so fed up and pissed everybody off enough to make them all think they kicked me out, when in actuality, I just took off. There were many people living in this arrangement at the time… my friend, her little son, me, my boyfriend of the time, my friends two cousins and their bedmates, and another male friend. Lots of people crammed into a small space. The single male friend was a butthead. He would always come in drunk, loud, and berating everybody. He is the one who came to the front door knocking, broke the door down, dropped breakables, threw trash all over, and so much more. I have had more than enough of him and the cops were called. I yelled at all the roomies and then I moved out and went back to my mommy’s. Never again will I live with soooo many people. I can barely stand living by myself! I’m not a bad person, just have a temper problem when I do get frustrated.". That was a story submitted by Liz.

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That's baloney!

Sometimes when you live with someone, you just crack and do something drastic to change the situation or to get your own way as this stinky story from Carly demonstrates....


"I had a filthy roommate at Sunshine Coast. He used to work in construction and would make baloney and onion sandwiches in the morning for his lunch at work. The onion slices would be 2cm wide and he’d use a whole, large onion every day. F**k he stunk!
I’d be in my room studying and the stench from his bedroom would creep out from under his door like a ghoul, meandering down the hallway, sneaking under my door and up behind me to assault my olfactorys with the reeking mingled odors of feet stink, stale sweat and onion fart.

I had asked him (and the other roommate to ask him) to wash his sheets, to wash his clothes after work every day, to wash his slimy green feet under the tap downstairs, but he didn’t give a rats’ arse. He hadn’t washed his sheets in the 4 months that he’d been there. They were stuck to the bed with sweat and grease from his skin.

Completely over it, I took his salad tongs and put all his unwashed clothes and his sheets and his pillow (which utterly reeked - it was wet and heavy with grime) in a garbage bag and threw them and the tongs into the wheelie bin. Then I went out for the night.

When he came home that night he asked the other roommate where his sheets and clothes were. he had no idea. Stinky Pig Fart had to put new sheets on his bed and buy new clothes for work.

Worst thing is, the bastard gave notice to move a week after I had arranged to move into another apartment."

What a slob!

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That's baloney!

Sometimes when you live with someone, you just crack and do something drastic to change the situation or to get your own way as this stinky story from Carly demonstrates....
"I had a filthy roommate at Sunshine Coast. He used to work in construction and would make baloney and onion sandwiches in the morning for his lunch at work. The onion slices would be 2cm wide and he’d use a whole, large onion every day. F**k he stunk! I’d be in my room studying and the stench from his bedroom would creep out from under his door like a ghoul, meandering down the hallway, sneaking under my door and up behind me to assault my olfactorys with the reeking mingled odors of feet stink, stale sweat and onion fart. I had asked him (and the other roommate to ask him) to wash his sheets, to wash his clothes after work every day, to wash his slimy green feet under the tap downstairs, but he didn’t give a rats’ arse. He hadn’t washed his sheets in the 4 months that he’d been there. They were stuck to the bed with sweat and grease from his skin. Completely over it, I took his salad tongs and put all his unwashed clothes and his sheets and his pillow (which utterly reeked - it was wet and heavy with grime) in a garbage bag and threw them and the tongs into the wheelie bin. Then I went out for the night. When he came home that night he asked the other roommate where his sheets and clothes were. he had no idea. Stinky Pig Fart had to put new sheets on his bed and buy new clothes for work. Worst thing is, the bastard gave notice to move a week after I had arranged to move into another apartment." What a slob!

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May 08, 2006

While you were out...

The video that my sponsors made showing a real weirdo has been getting a lot of responses, including this one from Kare...


"That's so gross!! LOL!! Why are men such sickos????????????? I had some neighbor do that to me, and a freakin' landlord once upon a time!!! How sick!!!"

And it got me to thinking - the video shows a man behaving badly, trying on the female flatmates knickers and behaving like a dirty perve. But what if you lived with a girl who did that? Does it make any difference if the perpetrator is a man or a woman? Let me know your thoughts below.

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While you were out...

The video that my sponsors made showing a real weirdo has been getting a lot of responses, including this one from Kare...
"That's so gross!! LOL!! Why are men such sickos????????????? I had some neighbor do that to me, and a freakin' landlord once upon a time!!! How sick!!!" And it got me to thinking - the video shows a man behaving badly, trying on the female flatmates knickers and behaving like a dirty perve. But what if you lived with a girl who did that? Does it make any difference if the perpetrator is a man or a woman? Let me know your thoughts below.

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Weird noises your flatmate makes

I once lived with a guy that was a serial hawker (sorting the snot in his nose/sinuses back down his throat) and it used to drive me insane. Biggie over at MySpace sent in a comment about his girlfriend who was a bit of screamer...


"I almost got kicked out of one house when we all learned that my girlfriend was a screamer. I almost let myself get kicked out. After a while I just started stuffing the pillow in her face when she got loud, but it only helped a little bit. By the way, I like your clip. Very funny."

Like peace and quiet? Ever had a flatmate disturb that peace on a regular basis? What noise did they make and what did you do about it? Let me know!

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Weird noises your flatmate makes

I once lived with a guy that was a serial hawker (sorting the snot in his nose/sinuses back down his throat) and it used to drive me insane. Biggie over at MySpace sent in a comment about his girlfriend who was a bit of screamer...
"I almost got kicked out of one house when we all learned that my girlfriend was a screamer. I almost let myself get kicked out. After a while I just started stuffing the pillow in her face when she got loud, but it only helped a little bit. By the way, I like your clip. Very funny." Like peace and quiet? Ever had a flatmate disturb that peace on a regular basis? What noise did they make and what did you do about it? Let me know!

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May 07, 2006

Just a big ol' slob

There are times when we live with other people that we get a little lazy, careless even with cleaning up or keeping on top of chores and hygiene, but this story from Andrew takes it to a whole new level....


"Ok, this hippy guy moved in, I said we had room 4 a bit of storage under- he filled the entire area under the house, his 2 small pups tore up shit under the house and I had to ask him 4 times to clean it up, he left food out over night right up until almost lunchtime the next day and it stank despite my repeated requests, he turned his music up full and opened his door wide so he could go out the back and hear it and finally he crashed his mums car, wasn't there when the tow truck dropped it back at my place, so the driver dumped it on the footpath, outside the vacant lot next door, he left it there for 3 weeks then someone torched it- ignorant loser- Of course I turfed his dogs, his shit and his ass the hell out- oh and he couldnt be stuffed looking for another place on time so his dick head mate rescued him"

Now that is an all time horror flatmate story. It'd be enough to put me off sharing a house with someone again I think. Ever lived with someone like that? Share your story by leaving a comment below or send it in!

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Just a big ol' slob

There are times when we live with other people that we get a little lazy, careless even with cleaning up or keeping on top of chores and hygiene, but this story from Andrew takes it to a whole new level....
"Ok, this hippy guy moved in, I said we had room 4 a bit of storage under- he filled the entire area under the house, his 2 small pups tore up shit under the house and I had to ask him 4 times to clean it up, he left food out over night right up until almost lunchtime the next day and it stank despite my repeated requests, he turned his music up full and opened his door wide so he could go out the back and hear it and finally he crashed his mums car, wasn't there when the tow truck dropped it back at my place, so the driver dumped it on the footpath, outside the vacant lot next door, he left it there for 3 weeks then someone torched it- ignorant loser- Of course I turfed his dogs, his shit and his ass the hell out- oh and he couldnt be stuffed looking for another place on time so his dick head mate rescued him" Now that is an all time horror flatmate story. It'd be enough to put me off sharing a house with someone again I think. Ever lived with someone like that? Share your story by leaving a comment below or send it in!

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May 04, 2006

Chatrooms are for weirdos

Lots of people think that the people who spend a large part of their lives in internet chatrooms are weirdos, right? Renee sent me this tale about a bottle of vodka, a chatroom and a new houseguest....

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Chatrooms are for weirdos

Lots of people think that the people who spend a large part of their lives in internet chatrooms are weirdos, right? Renee sent me this tale about a bottle of vodka, a chatroom and a new houseguest....

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Your space, MySpace

The good folk over at MySpace have lent some hosting space for the funny vid that my sponsors made about living with a very weird flatmate. It's great to hear what y'all think about it with one viewer even getting so excited she wet herself...

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Your space, MySpace

The good folk over at MySpace have lent some hosting space for the funny vid that my sponsors made about living with a very weird flatmate. It's great to hear what y'all think about it with one viewer even getting so excited she wet herself...

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May 03, 2006

Rate my fart

More than anything in life, I love a good fart joke or a good fart story and thankfully, Zoe from Melbourne is able to serve me this whiff of farting nonsense...

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Rate my fart

More than anything in life, I love a good fart joke or a good fart story and thankfully, Zoe from Melbourne is able to serve me this whiff of farting nonsense...

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May 01, 2006

Hey Mr DJ!

Ever had dreams of being a world famous DJ? John from Melbourne just sent in this story about a flatmate he shared with who thought he might've been the next Roger Sanchez....

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Hey Mr DJ!

Ever had dreams of being a world famous DJ? John from Melbourne just sent in this story about a flatmate he shared with who thought he might've been the next Roger Sanchez....

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April 30, 2006

The Fanta Diet

Helen from Sydney sent me a tale overnight about a weird flatmate that she once lived with that existed on a diet of the bubbly stuff....

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The Fanta Diet

Helen from Sydney sent me a tale overnight about a weird flatmate that she once lived with that existed on a diet of the bubbly stuff....

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April 26, 2006

What's that smell?

Seems like more than a few of you have been weirded out by different odours that either come from your flatmates, or their rooms....

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What's that smell?

Seems like more than a few of you have been weirded out by different odours that either come from your flatmates, or their rooms....

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In the shed

Lou submitted a very strange tale to me today about a man obsessed by security....

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In the shed

Lou submitted a very strange tale to me today about a man obsessed by security....

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April 25, 2006

When flatmates go bad

Some of the stuff you guys have sent in about your weird flatmates has been making me hide under the doona and afraid of living with anyone again. There are some real freaks out there, like this one that Dino from London let me know about...

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When flatmates go bad

Some of the stuff you guys have sent in about your weird flatmates has been making me hide under the doona and afraid of living with anyone again. There are some real freaks out there, like this one that Dino from London let me know about...

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Not so handy, man

Dealing with others peculiarities can test the patience of even the most together person as Rachael from North West London discovered...

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Not so handy, man

Dealing with others peculiarities can test the patience of even the most together person as Rachael from North West London discovered...

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You can't do that with a clothes peg

Over the years I've heard all sorts of strange stories about what people do with the most ordinary of household items, but one story that has me baffled is this odd story sent in by Liv from East Anglia...

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You can't do that with a clothes peg

Over the years I've heard all sorts of strange stories about what people do with the most ordinary of household items, but one story that has me baffled is this odd story sent in by Liv from East Anglia...

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Locked and loaded

I still can't believe how weird some people can be but going through the survey results it seems some flatmates are obsessive about locks....

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Locked and loaded

I still can't believe how weird some people can be but going through the survey results it seems some flatmates are obsessive about locks....

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Keep your clothes on...

It seems that for some, what people wear or don't wear can earn them status as a weird flatmate...

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Keep your clothes on...

It seems that for some, what people wear or don't wear can earn them status as a weird flatmate...

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Apples are for eating?

Collette from South East London has sent in a fruity tale about one of her weird flatmates...

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Apples are for eating?

Collette from South East London has sent in a fruity tale about one of her weird flatmates...

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Total control

It seems those flatmates who like everything to be just so have been given the 'Weird' tag. Emma from London writes that she had a "flatmate at uni who turned into weirdo control freak, havent spoken to her for 5 years.oops!"

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Total control

It seems those flatmates who like everything to be just so have been given the 'Weird' tag. Emma from London writes that she had a "flatmate at uni who turned into weirdo control freak, havent spoken to her for 5 years.oops!"

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April 24, 2006

When all else fails, hide the poo!

According to Michael in Melbourne, Australia, this is a true story about a group of slovenly flatties who encouraged each other to clean their house by playing 'Hide the Poo'...

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When all else fails, hide the poo!

According to Michael in Melbourne, Australia, this is a true story about a group of slovenly flatties who encouraged each other to clean their house by playing 'Hide the Poo'...

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Do you know the world's weirdest flatmate?

If you think keeping a dead pet in the fridge is perfectly normal...

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Do you know the world's weirdest flatmate?

If you think keeping a dead pet in the fridge is perfectly normal...

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