Roommate Confessions

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

Roommate Confessions
uPick

Buddy passes.

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Hey Ben! Remember when my close friend (and ex-girlfriend) Jamie was in London on an internship and I wanted to go visit her, but didn't have much money so I asked our flight attendant neighbor for a buddy pass and told him that I would get him the cash the following week, only to see you buy ALL of his buddy passes from him so you and your fucking skank druggie girlfriend could take trips to the carribean? Remember how you stole my Red Wings jersey from my closet, put a hole in my wall and broke my desk right before I moved out? Guess what. I broke a beer bottle over your 1965 Mustang and my final act as your roommate was to crank the heat up all the way (after all, Atlanta is cold in the middle of the summer) and take a shit right on your pillow and bed and then stick a five dollar bill in my steaming nasty pile of shit because I knew that you would wash my shit off of it and put it in your pocket. I can't imagine how bad it stunk in that apartment, not to mention how hot it was. The best part was calling you up to get an address for you so I could mail you a check for our last month's bills. You never got that check, did you? Nothing like getting stiffed on $500 worth of bills. Of course, you could have sold all those buddy passes to pay for it!

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