I need a ward quick! (or maybe just a really blunt and unwieldy object)..

Dec 14, 2008 00:17

So...part 2 of the Ex-Roommate Saga...

After being evicted (via beer bottle)....the tubby ex(?)-meth-head went into hiding...kind of like Gollum..except not as cool, but the smell is the same. He left all of his furniture behind. A couch (which was dragged to the street because of what could possibly be living in it), an oak dresser and nightstand. This stuff has been wasting space in the apartment for awhile..and he finally set a day to come get it (yesterday)..and of course didn't show. I'm leaving in less than 48 hours for Texas....so I texted him with a fair warning that if the furniture was not removed...it is considered abandoned property and I'm hocking it via the internet..(or to whoever the fuck wants it). His half of the conversation was pretty much..calling me a bitch,cunt...blah blah...anything else his limited vocabulary could muster. "Shut up talkin to me until u can be nice" was the most elaborate sentence of the whole bit. He did also threaten to take out every penny of the profit from his stuff on my car though...and revealed that he had stolen my mailkey...and I wouldn't be getting it back if I "touched his shit." (ew.) And along with the mailkey, he never returned his copy of the apartment key...which means he might be planning on waiting for me and Sarah to leave so he can loot and plunder to his slimy heart's content. Sooooo....I'm going to put a srs bzns ward on the place before leaving.....any ideas (or anyone want to help?). He claims to be "clairvoyant" and sensitive to energy....I want to test this..so I can add it to the enormous load of bull shit he feeds himself to get to sleep every night.

orangutan titties, set him on fire, methamphetamine, goddamnit, thug life, srs bzns

Previous post
Up