I'm stuck with these three girls are nicknamed the "herpes whores" in a suite style dorm. They are trashy, nasty girls with respect for other people's stuff. I begun to lose my sanity when they were using a shit ton of my expensive salon brand conditioner. The stuff doesn't won't even work on their fake, bone dried hair because it's for non damaged, natural hair ONLY, yet they... Read More »
The story of the fat Dominican:
One summer semester I moved on-campus to live in the dorms, (low rent and no hassle of rounding up summer roommates). Two of the roommates were cool; the 3rd was the laziest person I've ever met. He literally didn't get out of his tighty whities 6 out of 7 days of the week. Physical description: 5'9", 285lb, balding and extremely hairy. He had no reservations about answering the door, lounging about our dorm, or going into the floor's commons area in said tighty whities. Any female who awkwardly came into his presence, would also get hit on (by a bald, fat, hairy-man in his underwear). If someone wants to be a complete slob and live out of their underwear, I'd care less than most people, however, this mofo LOVED to eat my food. After losing a few hundred dollars of food to the slob's gob, I brought it up with the RA. The RA was a little weenie about it, and said he "didn't want to be confrontational." I saw the RA again a bit angrier, and I told him his free rent comes from solving shit like this, so deal with it. We had to set-up a group meeting with ALL of the roommates (to be non-confrontational). We ALL knew the culprit, but mr. blob denied everything when directly asked (twice). Then thinking himself quite the genius, he pulled out a story about how our doors are usually open, and one time he saw a strange man in our kitchen, going through our fridge, eating food. Yep, a strange man comes to our apartment on a daily basis, leaves everything else alone, eats all my food. My food wasn't stolen for the next few days, so I figured if the problem was solved, I'd let it slide. I left the dorm a few days, only to find that my food had taken a serious hit in my absence. I'd already tried to solve things through the proper avenues; it was time to go guerilla. I spiked everything I possibly could in the fridge with laxatives. I'm not sure how long it took him to catch on, but I'm sure it rocked his pants. He never stopped eating my food, so the fridge remained a minefield the rest of the semester and I scored several more hits -- didn't stop him, oh well. I also began spiking certain things with castor oil, haha. My other roommate would also "spunk" his toothbrush and soap. He attended school on the DR's dime, cheated to get where he did, and failed out a class short of graduation. The DR revoked his visa to get him deported. At the end of the semester, he told me that I need to help him find a girl to marry so he can become a citizen and stay in the states. He wasn't able to woo any women (in his underwear and all) so he was eventually deported after trying to overstay his visa, haha.
My friend and I always like to mess with each other. One day I had met this girl and things were going pretty well, but because I knew he used to be into her, I asked to see if it was ok. He promptly gave me the thumbs up, but, as part of our ongoing prank war, texted her asking her out for me, when we barely knew eachother. It quickly weirded her out and ruined my chances, but... Read More » I had to get him back. He thought he had a chance (he didn't) with a super hot girl at our school. When I offered him her number he took it. Secretly I gave him my other friend's #, who was pretending to be the girl. They texted and even set up plans. He had the awkwardest conversation the next day when, in person, he really did talk to the girl and asked "Why weren't you there?" She was so confused and it was always awkward between them.
Well, I know now that you talk MAJOR shit about me with literally everyone I know... You know I have to say I'm not that surprised because it seems to be all that you do, but I thought we were close friends. I mean, I was the one to help you when you were embarrassingly throwing up all over yourself and others at a party while your longterm "marriage potential" boyfriend didn't... Read More » help AT ALL and only held the umbrellas while I had to carry your drunk puke smelling heavy ass 7 blocks by myself? HA WELL ANYWAYS, so I know you're really into conditioning your hair since its curly and what not so I took the liberty of peeing in your fancy conditioner this morning when I took a shower. Sorry.
- Hey, Hoe. Remember how you dumped me, saying how I treated you wrong, despite doing whatever I humanly could to help you out? Well, I found out your dirty, little secrets. How you cheated on me multiple times and even said the reason we're dating is so when I graduate, I'll be making money. Well, while going through your room, grabbing whatever that's mine, I found your weed... Read More » stash. I took whatever you had, leaving just enough for you to smoke in your pipe. Why? Because I wiped my ass with it. Oh, and you work hat, too.
you ran over my dog left her their for 2 hours then called me a pussy when i cryed cus she had to be put down so it was me who shit on your bed stole 300 from you and i also called your mom and told about your weed and booze and got you cut off good luck dick
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