Originally Posted by
k3ifers
so i'm sittin' on the couch and i see a van with a taxi light on top pull into my 88 year old neighbor's driveway (very strange).
the van backs out, sits in the road, it's weird.
i ignore it.
then my back door bell rings and it's some black guy with two cases of beer :eh:
so he says "brian?" (my roommate)
i say "did he fuckin' order beer?"
black guys says "no, he invited me over, i work with him"
me :doh: "oh, my fault, i saw the van and the sign, i thought it was a delivery or something."
My weird roommate story of the day.
My kickball game was cancelled due to rain, so some of us still hit the bar anyway. I get a text from my one roommate, who has pretty much moved in with her boyfriend. This weekend he was out of town and her parents were visiting.
"Are you definitely not coming home tonight??" I tell her it is unlikely and ask why.
"Was thinking that Amber and I could sleep in your bed tonight" I :squint: and tell her I prefer they didn't because I just changed my sheets and I had company coming early tomorrow.
And its a good thing, because the night wrapped super early and I ended up going home as opposed to crashing on my friends uncomfortable flip-n-fuck futon.