In each issue we’ll be taking submissions on the sloppiest, dankest flatmates that lurk in the suburbs surrounding Massey’s campuses. This week we’ve dredged up one from the archives of 2016; a jaw-dropping, fecal ridden tale that helped shape the history of central Palmerston North. We’ll let this former Manawatu dweller recount the legend from here. (Names have been changed to avoid a defamation case).
Pretty much by this time in the year we knew this flatmate was fucking insane. Her flat cooking was disgusting. She made dubsmash videos on Instagram. She was an oddball.
The warning signs were there that my flatmate was batshit crazy - she’d only been eating potatoes for over a month. Not even as french fries or baked or salted - just plain boiled potatoes.