Roommate Confessions

You've done some bad stuff to your roommate. It's time to confess.

Roommate Confessions
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That's how you get crabs.

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I lived in an infamous flophouse for about four months as a stopgap measure inbtween housing situations. My friend also flopping there invited me and for a few weeks it was bliss. Until the owner got back with his girl. One festive night my friend and I had a summer cookout. Alaskan crab legs. When someone retrieved the kitchen scissors to cut the shells off, the girlfriend became enraged with passive aggression. She questioned our maturity and informed us of the price of her scissors. Weeks later after much disharmoney I found my food missing. So I trimmed my pubes with her scissors and moved out.

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