Reminds me of my first apartment. My friend sprayed axe on my livingroom carpet in the shape of a ***** then lit it. Burnt it in there for good. He also did the knife throwing at the wall. Needless to say, I have $1400 in collections from that place still. Oh the days of being 18.


Then I read the faygo thing and almost **** myself laughing. Seriously, just farted in front of my girlfriend for the first time.

 

Tell him to hang out at the Library more and stop partying at home. They never check ID's

 

Yeah. They kinda look at them, then randomly hand out armbands...

 

+1



AHH I saw that website!

 

Pics of said roommate?

 

You think that's bad, I got food poisoning in Miami once, it started hitting right before boarding a plane back home.

Just imagine 8 nonstop hours of uncontrollable shitting and retching in a small metal box.

 

I had a roommate that got stoned, got the munchies, then decided to bake some cookies. He fell asleep. Meanwhile the kitchen went a blaze from all the **** he left on the oven. We were out side and saw smoke coming out of the back door to the kitchen. Guess it's a good thing it was at night while we were sleeping.

 

I had a room mate in college that spray painted the entire living room gold. I **** you not gold. For his Pirate Party. He also slept on the pull out couch in the living room instead of his bed... But that was only when his friends were sleeping over. Yes they slept in the same bed together, when there were more beds available.

 

is that where the saying "butt pirate" came from?

 

I just assumed it had to. I was staying at a girls place during all this, but when i came back to get clothes and books I would **** in his shampoo. I would tell him but he always thought i was joking, oh well

 

Maby he knew and was just into that.

 

I would take your roommate over the utter degenerates I lived with last year. Our kitchen was literally unuseable from trash and dishes on every surface, there was a beerpong table in the living room (a piece of plywood over the kitchen table), the entire place REEKED of booze and ****, and none of them gave a ****. I thought I was just jaded, so I asked some friends, and they all said it was the dirtiest apartment they had ever seen.

 

+1 Hungry Howie's FTMFW.

 

Sorry, but that is amateur hour.

Ever woken up to a handun shooting competition? Had a roommate push your R1 down the driveway, thinking he'd coast on it a bit only to discover the steering is locked straight? First day at the house tried to move in to a room, only to discover your roomates' full auto AK in the closet? Had to do dishes with a hammer? Had to take out the trash with lighter fluid? Awoken to your roomate firing a 30-06 at power transformers at 4am in a college town? Recycling kegs with a 12ga in the backyard?

That was a nightmare, but I miss it.

 

You lived with Rambo?

 

meh... my last room-mate was a cocaine addicted alcoholic who frequently left pizza in the oven all night (ON), vomited in the house (once in my wife's purse), never cleaned his room so it smelled like total ***, and on top of all this.... he was ALWAYS late on the rent because he had to wait for his dad to send him another check.

at least your room-mate piled everything neatly, bagged a lot of the trash, and didn't puke on the living room couch. or, my personal favorite... leave a CD cover with a pile of cocaine and a razor blade on it sitting on your coffee table when he passed out in the backyard in a puddle of **** and vomit.