My friend is trying to look for a roommate in this big 3 bedroom apartment he has in a great area of the city. Only problem being that him and the other guy he lives with live in complete and utter filth and argue with each other about which one is responsible for it and talk behind each other back blaming the other one. It’s actually pretty fucking funny to listen to two people so in denial in regards to their own living habits.
I had to listen to one of them bitch last night about it, because apparently they are having trouble finding a roommate because of it, and I guess the thought never occurred to either of them tat maybe if they took out the garbage and got rid of the smell of cat piss, they may get some takers. Our house is a piece of shit, but for the most, it’s clean, you know?
I never understood and still don’t understand people that are fucking dirty and live in filth, and I don’t mean homeless people, I mean normal people with jobs, a place to live and functioning lives. The other day I was walking to get breakfast with my friend and we were walking behind this old dude and I had to stop and let him get about 20 feet ahead of us because the wind was blowing in our direction and all I could smell was fucking piss from the jeans or whatever the fuck he was wearing.
This all had a point and was somehow going to link back to Pam Anderson, but now I can’t stop thinking about that guy and feel like I’m going to yak, so photos is all you get. Hugs and Kisses.
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