vicousness p2

More reasons for hating Musab........

Unfucking beleivable what this guy is capable of. I was watching a film last night and he comes while talking on his fucking cellular and then turns down the fucking volume. What a complete git!! He forever complains of being hungry and yet he has no idea of how to cook. How a fully grown human being with thumbs is unable to to assemble items of food and heat the apropriate ones by the appropriate means in the appropriate amount of time is unable to cook that is just not something I could ever understand. We have to cook for him its inclusive with the room, but were not a fucking b+b and every other saudi tenant have much insisted making there own breakfast and usually don't want an evening meal. You make Musab something and he doesn't say as much as please but "Make a salad also" He can't be frightened of getting Rickets as he sleeps with the light on and he'll go to college and leave it on. I've got a mind to take his light bulb and put a cow in the garden from witch would be his only source of Vitamin D the lazy little fuck. He's trailed mud up the stairs on 3 occaisions now. Ok I'm done.