Dear Roommate,
Before I lived with you, I was happily debt-free. Somehow, after constantly paying rent, utilities, and food money with absolutely no help, I have depleted all my regular hard-earned money and resorted to taking out loans that I can barely afford to pay back. I wish I would at least get to have sex to substantiate having to support a 29 year old child. For some reason, you feel that manipulating people by making them feel like shit because you are such a fu*king loser is a good time.
Have fun telling future employers why you have a 10 year gap in employment. I guess you can always work for mommy and daddy! Here is a picture when you weren’t bald, a complete lard ass, and have bigger tits than your ex-girlfriend.
Friday, November 2, 2007
A Manipulative Dick
Posted by hi at 3:47 PM 4 comments
Forget Something?
Posted by hi at 11:27 AM 9 comments
The Poser
Dear Roommate,
Hey Dick, why do you own 2 guitars when you can't even play one? I know you think it helps you get laid, but its CLEARLY not working. I haven't seen a girl come out of your room in months. Stop bitching about not having money and sell them already!
Posted by hi at 10:53 AM 3 comments
Thursday, November 1, 2007
A Daddy's Dick
Just because you don't know how to use zip-lock bags or rubbermaid containers, doesn't mean you can move all MY stuff off the top shelf of the refrigerator so you can fit in your fucking pizza boxes!
Oh, and since your daddy owns the apartment, go ahead and tell him how you and the other roomie did ALL the cleaning and I did none and I was the evil one. Since he's as big of a dick as you are, he'll believe it, despite the fact that you and your butt buddy vacuumed the place one more time than I did during the year (bringing the grand total to TWICE)...
Posted by hi at 4:14 PM 3 comments
THIS WEEK'S "YOU WRITE THE LETTER" WINNER!!
I thought finding this in the shower this morning was funny until I saw the hole you cut. I'll be at the Motel 6 until our lease is up. You can keep my shower supplies.
Posted by hi at 2:30 PM 17 comments
Trashy Dick
Dear Roommate,
Trash Can, Roommate... Roommate, Trash Can. I'm glad you two have finally met. Now, share your shit with it and take it out every once it a while, make it feel special.
Oh, your smoking in the apartment is awesome, btw-- Keep it up. You smoke two packs a day (I thought that only happened in the movies) and the ash tray is always full, no matter how often I (ME! MYSELF! I!) take it out... really adds to the look we're going for in the living room.
Actually, right now, as I type this, I smell smoke. And you're not smoking. It's like the gift that keeps on giving.
Thanks.
Dick.
Posted by hi at 10:47 AM 0 comments
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
A Balding Dick
Posted by hi at 3:07 PM 5 comments
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
A Girlfriend Blitz
Posted by hi at 11:57 AM 12 comments
No Use Crying Over a Dick Roommate
Posted by hi at 10:40 AM 2 comments
Monday, October 29, 2007
Roommate Rule #154: Stealing Beer Gets You Stabbed
Dick's Beware!! This was in the news today...
Lazaro Castro, 25, accused Luis Salvador, 26, of drinking one of his beers, according to Detective Shaun Watson, a Kenner Police Department spokesman. The verbal argument escalated into a physical altercation when Castro hit Salvador in the face with his fist and at least once in the head with a 5-gallon plastic bucket, Watson said in a news release. Salvador armed himself with a kitchen knife after occupants in the apartment intervened and separated the two, the release said.
Salvador ran from the apartment to summon police, but because he spoke very little English, 911 dispatchers had a hard time determining the nature of his complaint, the release said. Salvador returned to the apartment where he was attacked from behind by Castro, which caused him to drop the kitchen knife. Castro retrieved the kitchen knife and began cutting and stabbing Salvador numerous times, the statement said. Salvador managed to escape the attack and flag down an officer in the street. He sustained severe lacerations to the head, face, arms, and legs and was transported to East Jefferson General Hospital in stable condition, the news release said.
Posted by hi at 6:05 PM 1 comments
G.I. Dick
Posted by hi at 2:17 PM 7 comments
A Litter-al Dick
Dear Roommate,
Since its become clear you're a little confused, allow me to explain. Just because it's a self-cleaning litter box doesn't mean it's going to sprout legs and dump itself into the trash can. Next time you let this smell up the apartment, I'm dumping it in your pillow.
Posted by hi at 12:37 AM 2 comments
Out of Tune Dick
Dear Roommate.
I didn’t mind it at first when you brought over hot guys that I could ogle at but once I realized they were part of your shitty band, all bets were off.
When I get home from work you guys are banging away on half a drum kit and out-of-tune instruments, which only adds to the unbearable noise you guys think is music. You and your cronies haven’t done jack all day but smoke pot and eat what food I do keep around. You’re 35–years-old and a loser…get a job and break up the band or I am burning your instruments.
Oh…and you’re a dick
Posted by hi at 12:17 AM 3 comments