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Posted: 9/25/2002, 11:41 am
by Canadian Coast Guard
Oh yeah, he insulted your show and the Superman's Dead video they were playing.

He leaves the juice and milk out of the fridge.

Sleeps on my bed. (Never have I wasted 1.50 on washing sheets and only sheets)

He somehow got my 150 dollar speakers stuck to the table

The fan was knocked over 8 times.

He doesn't use his desk because its too dirty and is in the process of making mine just as bad.

"Here's a new invention, its called the NAPKIN."
-Me

He's always on my computer. GO XP Lockout!!

Here's one for the computer geeks: Somehow, he managed to completely destroy my Linux operating system in 45 minutes after my neighbor helped me set it up. We had people making pilgrimages from the opposite side of the building to witness this miracle.

He doesn't use a plate in the microwave.

He never made his bed, once a week is all I ask for.

The door is never locked.

Uses up all my CD-R's.

His boxes of pens are strewn all over the floor. He takes mine if he is fresh out of new ones.

More coming soon

Posted: 9/25/2002, 12:30 pm
by fluttergirl
holy crap. I would have murdalized the guy a long time ago.

Posted: 9/25/2002, 12:34 pm
by Canadian Coast Guard
In case I didn't mention this: he has a twin. Multiply everything by 2.

Posted: 9/25/2002, 1:12 pm
by welcometoFISHworld
Don't kick him!!!!


Stomp a mudhole in him.


I lived with 6 of my best friends in this old two-story Victorian house a couple years. I loved them to death, but can you say "Fuckin slobs?" Allen (the rich bastard of the crew, due to inheritence) used to fucking throw his fast food wrappers on the floor. My friend Hunter had a pug named Lucy that would eat anything that smelled like food. Thus, one wrapper would become 17. I was the only one to ever make an effort to cook. I used to bake cookies and make spaghetti and get take 'n' bake pizzas. But the ktichen was so disgusting. No one rinsed their dishes EVER. I bought a teapot because I love a spot of tea in the morning (I'm not gay, I swear). Someone turned it on with NO water in it and FORGOT about it. My teapot, thusly ruined. I made the mistake of unpacking my authentic German beer stein for a party. It was found 4 weeks later under Jason's (the big lovable but inherently flawed guy) bed. It was filled with about 23 roaches (the marijuana variety, not the insect), 14 cigarette butts and the remnants of 7 loogies. Disgusting, yes?

The 'experiment' lasted until two of my friend rescued dogs from the pound. One had scurvy or whooping cough or something and started puking and crapping everywhere. One morning, I opened the staircase door and managed to put one unsocked foot into dog vomit and the other unsocked foot into dog waste. Truly a magical morning.

I moved out 2 days later. The rent was cheap, it was easy to get the band to practice (we all lived there), and it was fun drinking like a fish and smoking like Keith Richards every night, but the experiment failed.

Posted: 9/25/2002, 2:26 pm
by Canadian Coast Guard
This is the same person that tried to connect his printer to my computer with a phone line. He gave up after it didn't work.

Posted: 9/25/2002, 2:28 pm
by Susan
Sweet jesus. You poor thing. We have to get you out of there. :(

Or we could kick your roommate some more :evil:

Posted: 9/25/2002, 3:26 pm
by happening fish
just keep kicking until you kick his ass right out the door :evil:

Posted: 9/25/2002, 3:35 pm
by fluttergirl
yeah! and then throw bottles at him until he runs away, covered in blood and screaming.

Posted: 9/25/2002, 3:52 pm
by Furious George
Damn, I want to come over there and help you kick the crap out of him. I so regret voting no....Doh!

Posted: 9/25/2002, 3:54 pm
by AsianMan
GO FOR IT!

Posted: 9/25/2002, 5:14 pm
by liam
DEF!

Posted: 9/25/2002, 5:23 pm
by AsianMan
im asian

Posted: 9/25/2002, 5:25 pm
by liam
... Great....?

Posted: 9/25/2002, 6:51 pm
by Canadian Coast Guard
I'm not done yet.

His clean clothe are in a trash bag in the middle of the room. (His clean clothe are dirtier than people's dirty clothe)

His sheets hit me in the head every night. (He has top bunk)

His socks are all over the place

He studies on my desk, even when not using the computer.

He thinks he's ghetto even though he's from a suburban town (SNOBVILLE).

The following new files have been added to my computer:
Hot Mix Street Ball Vol1
Hot Mix Street Ball Vol2
Hot Mix Street Ball Vol3
Hot Mix Street Ball Vol4 (250MB each)
At the rate he's going, the enitre 40 gig hard drive will be gone in 60 days.

He uses MY shower shoes. (though I wish he would take a shower)

He has poor aim at the waste basket despite his obsession with basketball.

That about covers it for today.

Posted: 9/25/2002, 7:09 pm
by Furious George
Gee, sounds like the roommate from hell. What's his response to your complaints?

Posted: 9/25/2002, 7:13 pm
by Canadian Coast Guard
"hold on, I'm doing physics."

"i'm busy"

"nneaaowouufi"

"Time for GTA 3"

"Time to sleep"

"Time to watch TV"

"Its not that bad"

"I need food"

"Whats wrong with that?"

"wat up homie"

Posted: 9/25/2002, 7:16 pm
by superboots
I'm going to take a road trip to Bursley and beat up your roomie for you. Either that or do stuff to make him move out of your room. hehe....got any ideas??

Your roommate makes my ex-roommate sound like an angel.

Posted: 9/25/2002, 7:20 pm
by Canadian Coast Guard
road trip :lol:

Since it is a road trip, I should put up warning barricades. I haven't been able to clean the room this week.

Oh yeah, I don't think he wants to meet you. Your a girl. :oops:

Posted: 9/25/2002, 7:23 pm
by superboots
It is a road trip!!!!! It requires a bus!

And so what if I'm a girl! I'll bring some of my big, tall manly friends who could beat him up. :nod:

Posted: 9/25/2002, 7:24 pm
by Canadian Coast Guard
I know I'm not an angel. My desk has some clutter and I leave stuff on the floor. But I'm not asking for much. Dirty clothe in the basket or container. Shower every 2 days, usage of a plate in the microwave, close the cap on the pop, put the food in the fridge. Throw the trash in the trashcan, I'll take out the trash.