I was pledging at the time so I wasn't around much.
he took a rubber put lotion in it and threw it on my bed.
opened by phone bill called my mother claiming to be with the administation saying I was absent from class the past 2 weeks and if she hears from me I need not return.
his buddy stuck an envelope under my door, knocked and ran. When I picked it up it had a lit fuse and was filled with gun powder from fireworks. When it blew up it set the smoke detectors off thoughout the building.
but I guess opinions vary.
Am I the only person questioning how or why he got close enough to determine it was lotion?
We sublet to a weird chick for a summer one time in Ames. She seemed nice, and I figured she'd be responsible since she was a chick and was staying over the summer to work on a research project.
Turned out to be a total piece of trash. Her boyfriend of 4 years (son of a minister) and his best friend came over right away and we had a pretty good night. The next day the boyfriend left for bootcamp. About 3 weeks later I came home to a damn near empty bottle of vodka, lemons strewn about, and sugar all over the floor, and... her pretty much nekid under a blanket with the definitely nekid boyfriend's best friend on my couch passed out... A couple weeks later she left for the weekend and an awful smell was coming out of her room. I looked inside and there was a pair of friggin panties on the middle of the floor with gobs of poo coming out of them... Really? She crapped her pants and left it in the room before she left for the weekend? During the course of the stay she also managed to bake bratwursts in the oven with no pan, not pay rent, (I had to call her mother to get a check) and continued her illicit tryst with her boyfriends best friend. From that point on we only sublet to people we knew.
I rented a home off campus with four other guys for three years. The house was a drunken free-for-all mixed in with a haze of pot smoke yet I can't think of a single argument that ever happened there.
Maybe some of you guys having the issues with your roommates who are currently still in school, need to just calm down and have a drink. Worked for us.
Yup. This is pretty much the best way to do it.
As I posted earlier, I had one roomate from hell, but after living with that guy I moved into a hell hole of a party house with 6 buddies, and at any given time between girlfriends and DOTCs (Dudes On The Couch) there could be double that spending most of their time there. Any squabble was quickly settled with a beer and/or a blunt.
In 1984, I was hospitalized for approaching perfection.
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