So it's almost half way through your Spring semester at college, and you've been noticing some strange things about you and your roommate's relationship: You are actually getting used to the idea of living with that Über-Ass High School Jock and he's growing accustomed to rooming with a World of Warcraft Playing Perma-Virgin who has the upper-body strength of an 8 year old girl (Yes, we are talking about you). What other signs are there that you and your roommate have truly adapted to one another and created that symbiotic relationship which is just like that of the crocodile and Egyptian Plover bird? Here's a few that I was able to come up with to help you identify when you and yours have finally gelled:

  • You intentionally leave a trail of donuts leading to your dorm because you know how your roommate loves it when he's got some cornbread wit dat cushin' for da pushin' baby!

  • You stopped finding long curly hairs that smell like Caesar salad dressing in your electric razor.

  • Your roommate feels completely comfortable changing and being nude in the presence of any girl you bring back to the room.

  • After a night of heavy drinking you've said, "At least it was YOUR nut sack on my face, thank God you didn't let Dirty Nick teabag me!"

  • You stop muttering "Douche Bag" under your breath every time he takes his shirt off at a party for no apparent reason whatsoever.

  • He automatically hands you a box of tissues and offers to dry your tears each time they reset the rankings on your favorite Counter-Strike server.

  • He at least makes your bed after he has sex in it now.

  • Your roommate has taught you to understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has and he often reminds that he's got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one son.

  • You feel that you are so close to actually convincing him that he is in fact not black but is in fact from the suburbs.

  • If either of you leave the room for more than 2 minutes, it's perfectly fair game to lock the door (entirely optional) and start masturbating.

  • The ritualistic watching of Date My Mom, Next, and Parental Control takes rank over homework, intramurals, and girls.

  • Your roommate used a word that had more than six letters the other day, and it wasn't "bitches."

  • You know that your roommate's ultimate fantasy is to have so much ice in his grill that he could cause a cold front if he took a deep breath.

  • You agree to disagree over who would win in a fight between Vin Diesel and Chuck Norris.

  • You both agree it's not gay so long as your eyes are closed.