Roommate Confessions

You've done some bad stuff to your roommate. It's time to confess.

Roommate Confessions
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Piss de la resistence.

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In the first year of uni we (my flat mates) lived between 2 flats of absolute pricks in the halls of residence. They started out ok but when they continued partying like freshers week every night 2 terms in it wore thin. They would come back at 4am and kick flat doors, scream, play football in their corridor and general smash the place up in the hallways and plaster our door with food. Well we decided to exact a campaign of revenge over the course of the final term. We the flat the the right of us was separated by a firedoor that we discovered could be opened 12" before the alarm set off, so each night for about 2 weeks we opened the door and proceeded to throw our food waste down your corridor and eggs at your doors. The "piss-de-la-resistence" was when the tool who lived closest to the firedoor left his backpack outside his door and two of us took a piss on it and all over your books, we did this at least 3 nights running! For those tools in the other flat well remember when you would wake and wonder why your corridor stunk off piss and who in your flat might have done it? Well no one in there, because we couldnt open your front door we would piss in a washing up liquid bottle and fix a straw on the end and squeeze the piss under the door down your corridor, capped off with pissing on the door handle and covering your door with sour milk lumps. Ged, you were the biggest tool and laughed at you when you were paralytic drunk and fell face first in the carpark - the chants of "dick" were from our flat window.

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