So yeah, I just moved into my new gaff, but my 2 housemates moved in 2 weeks before me as I was on holiday. I get back and they've done fuck all with sorting the house out and making in homely... But they have got a table tennis table, so I fallen into the trap of getting home, playing ping pong till it gets dark, then sitting on my arse doing fuck all till it's sleepy time (my decks, records, possesions, life etc are still in storage)... Turns out every fucker I know is a fucking don on the table tennis table - I thought I was good, but these guys are fucking sick... Seriously, mates keep turning up with their own bats and everything, WTF? I never knew that any of them played... How come everyone is a secret ping pong hustler apart from me? Did I miss something? Anyway, just thought I'd share my god damn frustration with yawl, cos everybody else I know doesn't wanna hear it!