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When I lived in London I hated letting from a family and having to sink to their standards of hygeine (a chicken bone once decomposed on the kitchen floor), so when my friend and I got a chance to move into a duplex we jumped at it. We jumped so fast that we shared the place with the previous tenants for a month.

They were a couple of big girls, and ill mannered to boot. Not overtly rude, but inconsiderate to the extreme. They had agreed to be out by a certain date, but when they weren't my friend went ahead and moved his stuff into their room anyway. In it he saw a packing list and some suitcases. The list went something like this:

"beach wear
bar clothes
cammera
books
toelietries
diet - SLIMFAST!!"

He moved the suitcases out of his way, and one of them was a lot heavier than the others. So heavy it was hard to move. So he opened to see what the hell these girls were bringing to Turkey that weighed so damn much.

Slimfast. A good sized suitcase completely full of Slimfast. I'm not sure what they were hoping to accomplish, because it was going to take a lot more than just Slimfast on vacation to get these girls to the point where you could even call them heavy.