Monday, December 10, 2007

A Sh*tty Dick

Dear Roommate,

It fu*kin pisses me off when I go home for Thanksgiving break, and I come back to find that you have completely destroyed the couch with some kind of sh*t stain. I'm not worried about the fact that the apartment was clean when I left, but how the hell did that damn cooch smelling stain get all up and down the side of the couch like that.....FU*KING FREAK!!!.....I knew yo girl was dirty, I told you several times, yet you refuse to listen. I'm calling the cleaners and your fu*kin paying for it........

P.S: My Grandma saw the damn couch and started crying because that's the couch my grandpa died on..........she gave us the couch and you defiled it with yo nasty ho-bag.......you inconsiderate fu*k!!!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm not sure I'd keep that couch, even if they did clean it. Find a new roommate.

Anonymous said...

That's kind of creepy, keeping a couch someone died on. It's like... the haunted demon couch now. Why would you keep it?! But definitely get a new roommate. And a new ghost-free couch.

Anonymous said...

grandpa is going to be so pissed!

Anonymous said...

Maybe he's trying to let you know he doesn't like haunted couches?

Anonymous said...

Do not shit on the death couch.

 
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