I thought the guy sleeping in my kitchen/living room was my third roomate. It isn't...
Who the motherfuck is this guy?
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I thought the guy sleeping in my kitchen/living room was my third roomate. It isn't...
Who the motherfuck is this guy?
Problem solved: Woke him up and told him to get the hell out or into his friend's room (which is the roomate I never met). He left.
Or do they?
Jesus man, you gotta get out of the city for a minute.
These dirty, smelly fucks walked into the store wanting to trade in an N64 and some games. I really wanted to tell them to fuck off and take their Pepsi covered system with them; but, nine times out of ten when I do that, they just come back when I'm not working and one of the simpletons will take the shit in, and then leave it all for me to deal with.
So I look at it, and it is totally disgusting, but it has an expansion pak and Mario Party 3. I figure a little Windex and alcohol, and this junk can be sort of salvageable. I give them their credit, they buy their stuff and leave.
I pop off the cover to clean out where the exp. pak was and start cleaning around the edges with a q-tip. I then decided, wtf, I'll pop out the Exp. pak and do a real thorough job. THERE WERE FOUR DEAD ROACHES IN THE SYSTEM UNDER THE EXPANSION PAK! I grabbed a few bags and threw the system into them, tying each one off before I put it into the next. THERE'S ROACH SHIT ON THE COUNTER WHERE THE SYSTEM WAS SITTING!
I hate white trash so god damned much.
You probably should have just punched them in the face.