after a food fight on the house, where I threw a whole pot of stew to Turkish flatmate SirKhan (which at the same time escalated from a water gun fight using the water spraid by the irons used for ironing...) the whole corridor and house are a mess full with water and soap, what better thing to do that open the main entrance´s door, and run from the common stairs onto the room on the end of the corridor (of the über-religious french guy who I love to scandalize) No animals harmed, without counting the ones I put on the stew and the animal of myself (full of bruises)
Posted on: Sat, 17 May 2014 04:55:53 +0000