Roommate Confessions

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

Roommate Confessions
uPick

Our apartment is not a MySpace hotel.

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Hey roomie, remember that time when you decided that you would become a groupie and stalk any band that would answer your MySpace messages? Remember when you banged that one singer? I remember that you were 19 and he was like 16. Yeah, that makes you a groupie. And desperate. Well I remember when I threw my back out and could not walk for 4 days, totally dependent on hydrocodone for any semblance of a good night's sleep. I also remember when you had known that band for 20 minutes and kindly offered up our apartment for them to sleep in. AND DIDN'T TELL ME. I woke up and took a shower (which happened to be the guest bathroom too) and I walked out, pretty much naked to a bunch of ugly, pimply underage punks in my living room. I also remember having loads of sloppy sex all over your stupid red couch you paid too much money for with my boyfriend that you hated. Hope you like lounging on semen all day, hooker.

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