Introducing My Very Worst Roommate
The crib is where the heart is. Or at least that’s where it should be. But if you’ve ever shared a room, apartment or pile of any sort, you will know that home is sometimes a pigsty. Whether it’s the girl who keeps borrowing your coffee, clothes and boyfriend or the dude who can’t pay the cable bill, but finds the cash for his all-night keg parties, roommate hate is an inevitable part of life on earth. The only escape is out and the only respite is to rant… My Very Worst Roommate. Home Sweet Hell.
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