Dear Joakin, from your (deliberately?) misspelled nickname to your totoally ludicrous arguments, I conclude that you have an IQ in minus figures and the reading age of a foetus. As I do with all those who decide to attack my person, I shall now ignore you. Carry on making an arse of yourself, there's a good chap.
The trouble is that internet warriors are so usually convinced they know better than a court.
So you disagree with me? Well feel free to phone Oscar and ask if you can be his flatmate if you like. Just a note of caution, leave an empty bottle by the bedside. Probably safer to pee into that then getting up and going to the bathroom.
Either that or wake Oscar up and tell him 'Now Oscar, Im about to take a pee. Please dont shoot your gun into the door while I go. Cheers.'