Thursday, July 4, 2013

Random Ramblings

My room is downstairs but diagonal to the front porch so I can hear a lot (unfortunately). Today, I overheard the housemate in charge talking to a friend about how we have standards for who he'll let stay with us. So far we've had:

  1. Ex-con who wanted to give me a "Mexican Lollipop" and was the most likely person to rape and kill everyone else in the house.
  2. 18-year-old, food-stealing, drunkard who could get everyone in the house arrested if the cops thing we're the ones buying him beer.
  3. Obese Housemate who worked "on-the-internet" and yet was adamant about never explaining what he did, which only spells illegal or porn. I was praying for illegal. 
  4. Black guy who claims to "work" (like they ever do) at a tech company at 3am in the morning and spends the rest of the day locked in his room claiming that Utah is trying to kill him.
So, where does this guy (who is not shy about sharing his illegal drug stories) draw the line? Well, one of the newer roommates who seemed clean could be a potential pedophile. Oh goodie. All we need now is a terrorist, a satanist and a KKK member and I believe we're owed our own reality TV show.

2 comments:

  1. LMAO! That's funny. I'm glad I found your blog. I too, am a black person in Utah.

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