Ugh. Roommates... can't live with 'em... can't kill 'em either

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outtahand

Picture this...

the sound of poor quality house music hammering non-stop
locked up in his room listening -
black socks with sandals and shorts wearing 53 y/o CB750 Four obsessed short guy

:banghead::banghead::banghead::banghead::banghead:
 
Dangit! go and remind me I don't have a bike, why dontcha? :mad:
 
We had a room mate for a couple of months. It was more like a pity thing for the guy. It was a GLORIOUS day when his packed his shid and got out!

:cheerleader: :cheerleader: :cheerleader:
 
I had a roommate once, then we got married.. Its funny when she moved in with me we threw away most of her funrture cause mine was newer and looked better. Let her put all het art and so fourth up in the bed rooms, as well as what ever else she wanted to do.. Everything was fine for a while, now I have noticed the only thing I still have from before we were married is a small section of wall with my motorcycle stuf on it and 1 shelf ( the bottom one) of the book case.. Oh but I do get the garage, but it is where I run my repair shop out of.. If i were to get a real shop I am sure she would turn it into a pottery barn
 
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