Found In My Bathroom Today

[squirrel_hunter]

Originally Posted by Ed

I couldn't live in your house. You squeeze the toothpaste tube from the middle it would drive me insane.

I would like to make it clear that the toothpaste is not mine, I keep nothing in the bathroom, and I always squeeze from the end

Oh and the Tea Bags still there! (Day 9)

[anna]

Originally Posted by squirrel_hunter

I would like to make it clear that the toothpaste is not mine, I keep nothing in the bathroom, and I always squeeze from the end

Oh and the Tea Bags still there! (Day 9)

i dont want to place any bets as you would cheat and take it out of the bathroom yourself

Any further questions?!!?

[Richie]

Originally Posted by mrs24_7

What is tea-bagging?

next time I see you, I'll explane... Phill might need to be there...
It's a beautifull thing permormed between two people in the privacy of there own home...
or dogging car park..


so some one once told me.

[squirrel_hunter]

Well after over 4 months, or 128 days to be precise the Tea Bag has vanished.

I decided to leave it as an experiment to see just how long it would last. I am amazed, it just goes to show how strange some people are. But its not been a straight forward vanishing, oh no, not in this house...

Over the months the Tea Bag moved around the window sill from one end to the other as more toilet roll tubing was added along with numerous shavers, tooth paste tubes, and the odd fork. Then one day one of the Tards cleared out a lot of the rubbish from the bathroom.

Only it wasn't that simple, not here at least. Everything including the train tickets, the Tea Bag, assorted razors and a towel were all placed into a Tesco carrier bag that was then left in "the Area of Most Collateral Damage" for some time. For those of you not familiar with the workings of a mans body the Area of Most Collateral Damage is anywhere within a 2 foot radius of the toilet pan, I hope your catching my drift here.

So after its stint getting the odd flash shower the bag and its contents moved to the other side of the room to under the light switch. And here it remained until Sunday when I noticed its absence. This event did not pass unnoticed by all; while I simply chuckled with some friends one of the interns marked the passing of the Tea Bag by depositing a used plaster in the bath. What joy. I decided not to leave that as an experiment however.

Ah, the joys of a house share.

I'd rather find a teabag rather then a "bumbag"!!!

So now the tea bag is slightly soggy again, it can be used as intended, keep a look out for anyone with puffy eyes.

[yorkie_chris]

Originally Posted by K

Obviously they were off to a party where the host is known for only having coffee available in the morning... so they took their own supply of Teabags with them and this one didn't get used.

Does that sound like far too sensible a suggestion for early on a Monday morning?

I do that, my mate in leeds who I stay with occasionally when pi$$ups call for it is a southern poofter, he only has this wierd stuff in the fridge which is like beer only without the taste, I think it's called lager. And never keeps tea in the house except for that pinko commie tea with fruit in it. Needless to say I always take a bottle of scotch and some teabags.

[squirrel_hunter]

Well I have stumbled back upon this thread for what ever reason and feel the need to update:

Its been nearly 6 months on and while no Tea Bags have reappeared in the bathroom there is still a large collection of razors, toilet tubes, oh and used plasters. Yes you read that correctly there are currently 2 used plasters on the window sill directly and another resting on the tea towel that has been on the sill for the past month.

But it seams that over the previous 6 months the strangeness has expanded to other parts of the house. Toilet rolls are now not just confined to the bathroom they also have a place on the landing.

One of them has taken a liking to cooked fish, not that I have a problem with that. The problem I have with it is the smell it makes when you consider the tray it gets cooked in has never been washed. The smell can also get into your clothes, something I discovered accidentally when I was sent home from the pub one night to change due to the fact I smelt like a dead fishmonger.

Though through all of this the most, in my opinion, troubling occurrence was the two large boxes of home enema kits that appeared in the hallway one Tuesday. And then the slow reduction in contents over the following weeks...