Flatmate, Cuba St, 2000
Is there anyone more annoying than a self-righteous vegan? Yeah, we get it, you're not hurting the animals, but the thing is you're hurting our brains with your smug, holier-than-thou preaching.
For months Liam ran a campaign of terror in our flat, as if him waking us every morning running parsnips through a woodchipper and his fridge apartheid wasn't annoying enough. It started with snarky comments, stepped up to post-it notes on our food and culminated in us waking one morning to find our flat goldfish in it's bowl in a frying pan on the stove with a note left on it saying 'Would you eat this?'.