This weekend was… Interesting. We presented Shitty Roommate and Moron Girlfriend with a roommate agreement. And surprisingly they signed it. Somehow though, I do not hold out for a complete stop of shenanigans. They seemed to not understand the concept of feeding themselves though. Shitty Roommate kept saying “we’ll work something out”. We have. We buy our own food. You buy your own food. Fin. He also said “Well I bought $150 worth of produce…..” Yup. Cuz crazy foods make dinner.
Anyway, Shitty Roommate has 6 months to replace the couch. Boyfriend voiced concerns to him about Moron Girlfriend vomiting her stomach lining up and he said she just has a lot of mucus in the morning. I’m sorry, but I know the difference between coughing up and spitting out “lung butter” and sticking fingers down your throat till you vomit 2-3 times a day.
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