My roomate pissed on my desk, wireless keyboard, & wireless mouse!!!
I wake up 6 a.m. to my VERY DRUNK roomate naked on the other side of the room in the dark facing my computer desk, actually kind of freaked me out at first, looked like the blair witch type of thing where the guy is in the corner with his back to the camera, just reminded me of that, anyway, I could see enough that it was him, and asked what the fuck he was doing, once he heard me, he walked out of my room and into the bathroom, I put pants on, turned the light on, and saw that he pissed over my fucking desk, wireless keyboard & mouse, my main control speaker, and my mousepad was soaked in piss.
For about 5 minutes while he was in the bathroom I tried to comprehend what the fuck I just saw him do. I still can't believe it. I doubt he will remember any of this tomorrow, but I'm fucking pissed, when he came out I screamed asking him what the fuck was wrong with him, and told him he was buying me all new shit, and I slammed his bedroom door in his face. I'm surprised I didn't start punching this fucker in the head.
So, since I need to get quite a lot of work done and I knew he sure as fuck wouldn't clean it up, I had to, which was sick, it's all disinfected now, however my wireless keyboard is broken.
Anyone have anything crazy like this happen to them? I just can't fucking comprehend at all what the fuck he did. How did you deal with something like this without taking your biggest kitchen knife to them? I've been friends with this guy since I was 3 years old, we've had nothing but minor problems, and have had no problems lately. I don't get it.
For about 5 minutes while he was in the bathroom I tried to comprehend what the fuck I just saw him do. I still can't believe it. I doubt he will remember any of this tomorrow, but I'm fucking pissed, when he came out I screamed asking him what the fuck was wrong with him, and told him he was buying me all new shit, and I slammed his bedroom door in his face. I'm surprised I didn't start punching this fucker in the head.
So, since I need to get quite a lot of work done and I knew he sure as fuck wouldn't clean it up, I had to, which was sick, it's all disinfected now, however my wireless keyboard is broken.
Anyone have anything crazy like this happen to them? I just can't fucking comprehend at all what the fuck he did. How did you deal with something like this without taking your biggest kitchen knife to them? I've been friends with this guy since I was 3 years old, we've had nothing but minor problems, and have had no problems lately. I don't get it.
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