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A few years ago I lived in a house with 3 great guys and one turd burglar. We got along well except for the one guy who did nothing but play video games on the only T.V. in the house and smoke, which wouldn't have been a problem except that nobody else could ever use the common room. All the guys are pretty passive but were annoyed that they never got use of the room so the solution - clear nail polish. On one of the rare occasion he went to class I would coat the prongs of the plug for his Playstation with a thin layer of clear nail polish and let it dry then plug it in. The nail polish prevented the electrical connection and the Playstation wouldn't work. He replaced it 3 times and the same thing happened each time. He never did figure it out but starting hanging out as his goon buddies house instead since their Playstations worked - problem solved.

Dave S., Ryerson

I met this girl named Amee the first week of freshman year. The first night I met over she came home with me and left an over-sized sweater that I started to wear and eventually kept. We saw each other for about 2 months and she seemed perfect. One weekend she went home to visit family. She didn't tell me but I found out from her roommate that she'd gone home to see her ex-boyfriend. This sucked for me but I was getting straight down to business. She texted me all weekend saying she "misses me", weak sauce. The night she came back I had her over like usual and acted regular. She was up at 3am and had to go to the floors washroom, as she often did. The washroom was just outside my room so she got up without changing. We were talking and she asked what she should be for Halloween. Not missing a beat, I said "Why don't you go as a skank? I've got a sweater you could use." I threw the sweater to her and closed my door. She knew exactly what just happened and got frostbitten while she walked home with nothing but that sweater on. November in Ottawa is a b*tch.
Paul Ley, University of Ottawa

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I had a neighbor in the dorms who lived across the hall from me was real anal about everything. He was also a theater major and would rehearse all night and come home completely exhausted. I would sneak in through his unlocked window and move all of his furniture against his door and unscrew the light bulbs in his room. Since the doors opened outward he would open his door only to realize that I had to pull all of his furniture against the door. He would then throw a fit and have to move all the furniture out into the hallway piece by piece and then move it all back in just like he was moving in for the first time. He never figured out how I got into his room...

Shawn, St. Edwards University

My roommate is convinced he wets the bed every time he's wasted, but I really pee on him every time he's wasted.
Beau Dareell, Sewanee

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There was an R.A. in my dorms who was a real prick; he gave out fines and pink-slips for everything that the rulebook had to offer - candles burning, incense, six pack plugs and extension cords, and of course alcohol. Eventually, we devised a plan to get this lilly livered, wanna-be airport security guard, back. My roommates were seriously midwestern and all of them chewed tobacco which I thought was absolutely disgusting; however, it had occurred to me that this disgusting habit had its advantages. We collected chew spit for two weeks and in total we had 3, two liter bottles of nothing but dirty, smelly, brown saliva. We took our small 5 gallon garbage can and filled it with all the spit that we had collected, and at about 3:30 that night we leaned the bucket against his door, which opened to the inside of the room. Nobody actually saw him open the door, but everyone for two floors in either direction heard it. We all piled out of our rooms in a hurry to see what the commotion was all about and saw his feet covered in chew spit. He cleaned it for 5 or 6 days to no avail, but he stayed off our backs in the meantime and thereafter. Every time I walked by his room and saw the dingy, stained carpet, I couldn't help but laugh a little, then I would get that waft from his room that made the hairs on the inside of my nose BURN! The carpet got cleaned, but there was no incense or candle in the world that would cover the smell of stale spit soaked into his already decaying carpet. I am pretty sure that he never found out who did it, but we couldn't be too far from his thoughts.

Kevin Picollo, University of Nevada - Reno

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Jeff, I know you check this site out everyday. Stop eating my cupcakes, maybe my toenail clippings I put in them Tuesday will stop you. Cupcakes are expensive.

Aldo Mora, School Not Given

Last year I lived in an apartment building off campus and on our floor there were a lot of other college students. Most of them were pretty cool but there was this one chick that just got on everyone's nerves. She was fat and so full of herself and got drunk with her fat friends and wandered the halls all the time. So one day while my friend and I were at a book store reading magazines we pulled out the little subscription cards from about 20 different magazines, filled them out to her address, and then checked "Bill me later". Well, she ended up being responsible for every one of those subscriptions (which totaled somewhere around $700, last that I heard). Still, it never failed to make me laugh out loud when I came home to see her monthly copy of "Quilting now magazine" sitting by her door. Fat b*tch.
Liz, School Not Given

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One of my roommates was a dumb redneck who never paid his rent, ate all my food, and brought back ugly and/or fat hoes that chilled at our place all the time. One day, I got a hold of some "magic mushrooms". I made some pasta and offered him some. Of course, that cheap loser won't ever turn it down. In his pasta, I added the 'shrooms. Right after we ate, I gave him beer. While he wasn't looking, I added some laxative to his beer. He drank the whole beer. About an hour later, this guy was freaking out. He would go into the bathroom and look at himself in the mirror and yell at himself. The funniest part came when he was tripping and he had the sh*ts. He was literally crying while he was talking a dump.
J Gritz, Western Illinois

You know how you asked me to feed your fish while you went away for the weekend? Well I completely forgot, and instead spent the weekend celebrating the fact that the RA (you) was away by smoking and throwing a ridiculous party in our apartment. I really didn't think you were going to cry about a fish, or spend three hours on the phone with Petco because you thought he was sick.
Deliliah Cosgrove, School Not Given