Hi All

I have a rather disturbing problem.

My name is Heinz and I am from Germany. I recently moved into a room and have settled in very nicely. However, the guy next door is seriously freeking me out.

Firstly, on the day I moved in, he baked me a cake. I mean.... Why? This wasnt a giant 12 foot Hollywood Birthday style cake with naked strippers jumping out, this was just a plane old cake with pink icing and candles in.

Then one morning whilst sleeping, I here what sounds like an electric drill at work. I wake from my slumber and notice the end of a drill bit working its way through my door. Its the guy next door again... Drilling through the front door. I ask him what the he_ll is going on and he says that he has has been voted the most popular person on the floor and as duly elected floor manager he does not have to explain himself to me. he just walked off. I dont know if I am being paranoid or not but sometimes I feel like he is looking through it.

Then one evening he knocks my door and hands me a pillow. He says he finds them very handy at point of climax and suggested I use it. Insane behaviour! Why does he assume I need to climax so often? All I ever do in my room is watch Animal Planet on True Visions.... I love the shows featuring whales, ape's and lions.

Now whenever I see him, he ignores me and kinda looks away muttering something about "issing Lucas"

ANy ideas on how I can make him less strange?

Yeah, very funny! Yawn

Stop eating the weird looking mushrooms:) , i gues they where also in the cake the lovely old woman send to you.

And i just advice him to move out, so no worries mate.

Then one morning whilst sleeping, I here what sounds like an electric drill at work. I wake from my slumber and notice the end of a drill bit working its way through my door. Its the guy next door again... Drilling through the front door.

I want to play a game.

Did you and westywank discuss these postings over a beer and laugh about how hilarious it would be?