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My first college roommate had this shyt as his alarm every damn morning
He's not even Mexican
He's not even Mexican
What were your worst experiences with a roommate?
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Sophomore year in college. This dude NEVER left the room, only for class. And dude was disgusting. He used to take a sh*the and you could hear him out in the hallways & back to our room. And he never used air freshner when he was done.
a couple years ago I was living with a nikka who would do copious amounts of drugs and sold out of our place. nikka was always fukked up on sherm, crack, shrooms, acid etc he was wild. 
He also had a heater on deck that shyt had me shook cuz he had a short temper
He also had a heater on deck that shyt had me shook cuz he had a short temper
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a couple years ago I was living with a nikka who would do copious amounts of drugs and sold out of our place. nikka was always fukked up on sherm, crack, shrooms, acid etc he was wild.
He also had a heater on deck that shyt had me shook cuz he had a short temper
Damn my roommate was messy but fortunately he didn't smell like dookie or get his fix on in our room.
sanityovar8ted
OG Moma Coli....dat bytch Thowd!!!
- She left a pile of period stained draws in my hallway closet when she moved out
Breaking up real ass fist fights between my homie and his GF. two toxic motherfukkas who stayed together way too long.
After one fight his GF picked up a knife like she was about to cut her wrist. I started stacking my bread and started the "moving" countdown after that.
After one fight his GF picked up a knife like she was about to cut her wrist. I started stacking my bread and started the "moving" countdown after that.
observe
Banned
Go to college brehs
I was the worse roommate ever so I can't say shyt.
Steve Piffler
I got them CERTS
breh....
me and my room mate moved into a FIRE ass 2 bedroom spot in West Houston. he had no furniture tho. so my living room shyt, TV, dining room shyt, and my bedroom furniture went into the apartment. he only brought a bed and his clothes (red flag 1). here are some of the things that happened in the 6 months that we co-habitated:
me and my room mate moved into a FIRE ass 2 bedroom spot in West Houston. he had no furniture tho. so my living room shyt, TV, dining room shyt, and my bedroom furniture went into the apartment. he only brought a bed and his clothes (red flag 1). here are some of the things that happened in the 6 months that we co-habitated:
- on the day we moved in, he brought 2 bytches along with him; one for him and one for me. the bytch for me kept answering my phone while we were downstairs moving furniture
. i had to smooth shyt over with my now wife behind that shyt... - nikka is Jamaican, so he cooked with curry. stunk the crib up for MONTHS!
- he let his girlfriend stay in the crib while he went to work. so i would wake up to her laughing and carrying on in the living room while i was trying to sleep. she would also walk around in tshirt and panties and he would never tell her to chill out...
- dude hooked me up with a bytch that burned me....
- i was in the room with a bytch about to smash, and him and my brother busted in the room with a video camera and WOULD NOT LEAVE. bytch got spooked and bounced before i could hit...
- when his cousin got out of jail, he let dude come and stay with us without asking. dude was a NOTORIOUS drug dealer and i found out later that he was wrapping bricks in the crib when i wasn't around
. he would also park his high end cars (nikka had 2 range rovers, an escalade, a lexus GS, a mercedes s500, and a yellow corvette) in the parking lot and they would see him go into our apartment. so we kept getting letters about having too many cars. (he would let us drive those shyts whenever we wanted to, so that was an upside 
) - i came home one day and dudes cousin was walking around the living room on the phone and there was 3 dudes on my couch. one of them had their feet up on my coffee table. another dude was layed out on the couch with his shoes on, on some rick james shyt. (my couch was a cream sectional. and it was cloth). i hit the fukkin' ceiling! told nikkaz to sit up straight on my couch and take your damn feet off my table or you gotta get the fukk out. they did as i requested. i went into my room, and there was another muthafukka SLEEPING IN MY BED, UNDER THE COVERS, WITH HIS DAMN HEAD ON MY PILLOW!!!!! nikka was also fully dressed with his sneakers on . i kicked the side of the bed HARD and yelled WHO THE fukk ARE YOU???!! GET THE fukk OUTTA MY BED, nikka!!! i stormed back into the living room and everybodys ass out, including the cousin. luckily, it was the last 3 weeks of the lease, so i had already found another place.
- then, i gave him money to pay the light bill. he took the money and went to new york and the day he left, the lights got shut off. i had to pawn my stereo to get the lights back on, because all my money was tied up into getting the next apt.
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breh....
me and my room mate moved into a FIRE ass 2 bedroom spot in West Houston. he had no furniture tho. so my living room shyt, TV, dining room shyt, and my bedroom furniture went into the apartment. he only brought a bed and his clothes (red flag 1). here are some of the things that happened in the 6 months that we co-habitated:
fukk a roomate. i wouldn't suggest ANYONE get one unless you are desperate and broke and you have no other choice.
- on the day we moved in, he brought 2 bytches along with him; one for him and one for me. the bytch for me kept answering my phone while we were downstairs moving furniture
- nikka is Jamaican, so he cooked with curry. stunk the crib up for MONTHS!
- he let his girlfriend stay in the crib while he went to work. so i would wake up to her laughing and carrying on in the living room while i was trying to sleep. she would also walk around in tshirt and panties and he would never tell her to chill out...
- dude hooked me up with a bytch that burned me....
- i was in the room with a bytch about to smash, and him and my brother busted in the room with a video camera and WOULD NOT LEAVE. bytch got spooked and bounced before i could hit...
- when his cousin got out of jail, he let dude come and stay with us without asking. dude was a NOTORIOUS drug dealer and i found out later that he was wrapping bricks in the crib when i wasn't around
- i came home one day and dudes cousin was walking around the living room on the phone and there was 3 dudes on my couch. one of them had their feet up on my coffee table. another dude was layed out on the couch with his shoes on, on some rick james shyt. (my couch was a cream sectional. and it was cloth). i hit the fukkin' ceiling! told nikkaz to sit up straight on my couch and take your damn feet off my table or you gotta get the fukk out. they did as i requested. i went into my room, and there was another muthafukka SLEEPING IN MY BED, UNDER THE COVERS, WITH HIS DAMN HEAD ON MY PILLOW!!!!! nikka was also fully dressed with his sneakers on
- then, i gave him money to pay the light bill. he took the money and went to new york and the day he left, the lights got shut off. i had to pawn my stereo to get the lights back on, because all my money was tied up into getting the next apt.
the cac mamba
Veteran
lived with an indian kid
enough said
enough said
This nikka would turn the A/C on 89 degrees, mind you its SEPTMEMBER IN GEORGIA and it's already 100 degrees outside so you're getting hit with heat DOUBLE TIME. nikka really said he was cold. bruh, it's summer, how are you cold? Waking up in the morning drenched in your own sweat is not fun.
He would also stay on the phone with his long distance girlfriend till 3am with the lights on so you can't really sleep with him yelling at her and playing 2k at the same time. Lights shining in your face and you can't throw the cover over your face or you're going to past out from the heat.
He would also stay on the phone with his long distance girlfriend till 3am with the lights on so you can't really sleep with him yelling at her and playing 2k at the same time. Lights shining in your face and you can't throw the cover over your face or you're going to past out from the heat.
breh....
me and my room mate moved into a FIRE ass 2 bedroom spot in West Houston. he had no furniture tho. so my living room shyt, TV, dining room shyt, and my bedroom furniture went into the apartment. he only brought a bed and his clothes (red flag 1). here are some of the things that happened in the 6 months that we co-habitated:
fukk a roomate. i wouldn't suggest ANYONE get one unless you are desperate and broke and you have no other choice.
- on the day we moved in, he brought 2 bytches along with him; one for him and one for me. the bytch for me kept answering my phone while we were downstairs moving furniture
- nikka is Jamaican, so he cooked with curry. stunk the crib up for MONTHS!
- he let his girlfriend stay in the crib while he went to work. so i would wake up to her laughing and carrying on in the living room while i was trying to sleep. she would also walk around in tshirt and panties and he would never tell her to chill out...
- dude hooked me up with a bytch that burned me....
- i was in the room with a bytch about to smash, and him and my brother busted in the room with a video camera and WOULD NOT LEAVE. bytch got spooked and bounced before i could hit...
- when his cousin got out of jail, he let dude come and stay with us without asking. dude was a NOTORIOUS drug dealer and i found out later that he was wrapping bricks in the crib when i wasn't around
- i came home one day and dudes cousin was walking around the living room on the phone and there was 3 dudes on my couch. one of them had their feet up on my coffee table. another dude was layed out on the couch with his shoes on, on some rick james shyt. (my couch was a cream sectional. and it was cloth). i hit the fukkin' ceiling! told nikkaz to sit up straight on my couch and take your damn feet off my table or you gotta get the fukk out. they did as i requested. i went into my room, and there was another muthafukka SLEEPING IN MY BED, UNDER THE COVERS, WITH HIS DAMN HEAD ON MY PILLOW!!!!! nikka was also fully dressed with his sneakers on
- then, i gave him money to pay the light bill. he took the money and went to new york and the day he left, the lights got shut off. i had to pawn my stereo to get the lights back on, because all my money was tied up into getting the next apt.
LMFAO ROTF!!!! I'm dying over here reading this shyt, co-workers asking what the fukk is so funny.
