Housemates
Catch21 says "I go out of my way to make life hell for my shitty middle-class housemates who go running to the landlord every time I break wind". Weird housemates are the gift that keep on giving - tell us about yours.
( , Thu 26 Feb 2009, 13:28)
Catch21 says "I go out of my way to make life hell for my shitty middle-class housemates who go running to the landlord every time I break wind". Weird housemates are the gift that keep on giving - tell us about yours.
( , Thu 26 Feb 2009, 13:28)
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Uh-oh Hoss, the Ojibway are attacking!
When I was a mere froshie, I had a housemate that was not so much crazy as trying to be interestingly eccentric. It was a failure.
She was an art student in the early '70's, so she was a walking advertisment for her variousneuroses projects.
-She crocheted every dirty lost mitten she found in the filthy snow on her hat so there was a mismatched cascade of polyester down her back.
-She fucked this anaemic skinny bastard in the coat closet across from my room incessantly to the same Dylan record for months. I now have a pathological aversion to whiny rockers.
-On her day to cook, she made these appalling vegetarian messes an ox wouldn't eat. One lentil loaf was so bad, we held a funeral for it in the backyard. It was a huge waste of money the house couldn't afford.
-But the best, oho the best was in the spring when everyone was moving out. My own roommate was a Parks and Natural Resources major and did things like hunt her own dinner with bow and arrows. Hunting arrows are four razor blades set in a criss-cross pattern and "a 55 pound compound bow" doesn't refer to the price.
She picked it up, notched an arrow and started waving it around in a drug-addled haze. We all froze, afraid if she let it go, one of us would be killed. Those fuckers take down full grown bucks.
We're all talking in soothing, gentle voices, "Come on, now, just put the bow down, take the arrow out of the bow, Juanita, it's ok, you don't want to hurt anyone," etc. The arrow trembles in her grip and suddenly she decides to shoot the couch/sofa/davenport/chesterfield. Only she misses and the arrow goes through the bay window out into the street, narrowly missing some poor clown walking to class.
When the insurance guy came later to inspect our claim (since "arrow through window" looked a bit odd) he was disgusted and refused to pay out. "Your homeowner's insurance covers damages and theft, not goddam Indian attacks!"
( , Wed 4 Mar 2009, 22:52, 3 replies)
When I was a mere froshie, I had a housemate that was not so much crazy as trying to be interestingly eccentric. It was a failure.
She was an art student in the early '70's, so she was a walking advertisment for her various
-She crocheted every dirty lost mitten she found in the filthy snow on her hat so there was a mismatched cascade of polyester down her back.
-She fucked this anaemic skinny bastard in the coat closet across from my room incessantly to the same Dylan record for months. I now have a pathological aversion to whiny rockers.
-On her day to cook, she made these appalling vegetarian messes an ox wouldn't eat. One lentil loaf was so bad, we held a funeral for it in the backyard. It was a huge waste of money the house couldn't afford.
-But the best, oho the best was in the spring when everyone was moving out. My own roommate was a Parks and Natural Resources major and did things like hunt her own dinner with bow and arrows. Hunting arrows are four razor blades set in a criss-cross pattern and "a 55 pound compound bow" doesn't refer to the price.
She picked it up, notched an arrow and started waving it around in a drug-addled haze. We all froze, afraid if she let it go, one of us would be killed. Those fuckers take down full grown bucks.
We're all talking in soothing, gentle voices, "Come on, now, just put the bow down, take the arrow out of the bow, Juanita, it's ok, you don't want to hurt anyone," etc. The arrow trembles in her grip and suddenly she decides to shoot the couch/sofa/davenport/chesterfield. Only she misses and the arrow goes through the bay window out into the street, narrowly missing some poor clown walking to class.
When the insurance guy came later to inspect our claim (since "arrow through window" looked a bit odd) he was disgusted and refused to pay out. "Your homeowner's insurance covers damages and theft, not goddam Indian attacks!"
( , Wed 4 Mar 2009, 22:52, 3 replies)
"Your homeowner's insurance covers damages and theft, not goddam Indian attacks!"
if that's for real then have clicky x
( , Wed 4 Mar 2009, 23:55, closed)
if that's for real then have clicky x
( , Wed 4 Mar 2009, 23:55, closed)
Wait
An untrained woman managed to draw a 55lb compound? As a former archer, I'm calling bollocks on that one.
Edit: Unless it was your roommate and not the other person...
( , Thu 5 Mar 2009, 1:29, closed)
An untrained woman managed to draw a 55lb compound? As a former archer, I'm calling bollocks on that one.
Edit: Unless it was your roommate and not the other person...
( , Thu 5 Mar 2009, 1:29, closed)
It's not like
It was a full English longbow... mind you I know a bloke who messes with those. Built like a brick shithouse he is. Crazier than the proverbial mind...
( , Thu 5 Mar 2009, 8:09, closed)
It was a full English longbow... mind you I know a bloke who messes with those. Built like a brick shithouse he is. Crazier than the proverbial mind...
( , Thu 5 Mar 2009, 8:09, closed)
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