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Once lived with 2 close friends. We grew up together and had known each other for 20 years before moving into a 3 bedroom house together. I can confirm firsthand that living with one's friends can put a serious strain on the friendship.
The one I am referring to was a slob. Not the total slob who is always messy, just the kind who lives like a slob until Sunday when he cleans up all his mess just to do it all over again. He once left the milk out on the table with maybe an inch in the bottom for several days. The other roommate and I refused to clean up after him so we toughed our way through it until we finally told him to take care of his mess. If you've never smelled 4 day old milk consider yourself lucky.
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