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We soon had whole colonies of flies and roaches living in our room, scurrying around like they owned
place. Being too lazy to kill them, we had a rule that they would be eliminated only if they crawled on us while we were awake. Barring that they were free to do as they pleased.
One night after way too many beers I decided that walking across
hall to
bathroom was too much work so I opened
door and peed out into
carpeted hallway. This became a nightly ritual.
I think that twice a month
exterminator would go from room to room spraying for bugs. When he came to our room he would key in, look around, and walk out. I guess he figured it was of no use even trying.
The funny thing was that very few people knew we lived like this. We were both preppy, clean-cut fraternity guys. All
parties were at
house so nobody ever came to visit. Having females over was out of
question but there were ways to work around that.
Towards
end of
semester word began to get out and we realized that while people were laughing eventually somebody in Housing was going to get upset. We were concerned too about leaving it over Christmas break. Who knew what would grow in there while we were gone? The trash was thigh-high and walking around in
room was nearly impossible.
It took us a solid day and a half to clean that ten by fifteen foot room. The next semester was pretty bad but it never go like it did before. The next year we moved into
fraternity house and had different roommates, so we were never able to combine forces again. But for that one year we really were
worst roommates ever.

dan the roommate man
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