Housemate problems - what do I do?

I'm just really glad there wasn't a passed out perv-in-da-loo.

This madras must stop!

Has this mess been cleaned up yet because there is a certain pungency developing in this thread now ?

His housemate is paratha-logically unclean and vindictive. It's no wonder the ambience has a saag in it.

Great thread, would read again.

We're there any women there or was it just a chap-patii?

Perhaps some people just came to say aloo.

and now its turned into an argy bhaji .

You gotta fight! For your right! Chapati!

that is the winner

Thread over.

Absolutely...

Nothing to see here... Move along...

Appreciate the narrative structure of the thread.

The plot twist was baked in from the very first post but wasn’t apparent until it was. Suggest renaming Sixth Club, or maybe Fight Sense.

This is an archive picture - I'd been at work all day, came home to find the house empty of girlfriend and three kids.

no family members were harmed in the making of the mess or the clearing up of it, and I also tidied it all up myself, whilst drinking beer. (not bud)

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Incredible, hammer frozen naans into their lawn. I mean, your lawn.

OP never returned.

I wonder why?

Maybe he confronted the said housemate and now its hasn't went well for him.

R.I.P OP

The router for the wifi is in his housemates room.

He's busy hammering frozen routers into his housemates' lawn.

His lawn.

Maybe he attempted to pick up the Naans in the garden and was blinded by a hungry seagull.

He's now stuck in the house eating the aforementioned stale naans and wishing he'd not been such a killjoy that his housemates won't help him find the phone to dial an ambulance.

Wtf have I just walked in on?

More of a mess than the OP's housemate left.

This is gold, got me thinking about all the weird shit that passed for normal at uni. The Finnish couple next door who sometimes barged in naked at our place when drunk. The guy on the other side of us who heard voices and alternated between crying like a baby and threatening to kill me.

No fucking garlic naans on the lawn though, it's outrageous.