I have two weird guys that I have lived with in my days (both from college) and they are about the most different people ever. Here we go:
1. Mick The Irish Extremist - When I went off to BRAH University, I was the only guy from my school to go there so I was going to be paired up with a complete stranger. There were two NHS girls that came down to Oxford with me and, ironically, both of them ended up being bridesmaids in my wedding. Anyway, I got my roommate assignment and we spending my freshman year with a young scamp from St. Louis with the same first name as me. I moved in first and he came in a few hours later. To avoid any confusion, he had everyone call him Mick. The only thing he put up on the walls on his side of the room was a crucifix and a gigantic Irish flag. We had almost nothing in common but that was OK because we generally liked each other and had very little beef. But man was he weird. He used to play a game called "hurley" or something like that in this big open field by himself. It was...odd. Every morning he would fire up his computer and check the Dublin, Ireland newscast on his computer. It was not rare for him to curse the British. He wanted them the fuck OUT of Ireland. I used to look at him while he was going on his anti-England rants as though this is probably what the Germans saw when Hitler was going off in the beer halls. It was a great day when move out happened and I don't think that I ever saw him again. I heard that he was the President of the MU Irish-American Club at some point but I have no doubt that he participated in terrorist activities. I can't stress this enough: I am nearly 100% that my freshman roommate was/is a terrorist.
2. Andy "The Rock" - After that freshman year, we had a group of 11 guys that were going to move out to the same apartment complex. The problem is that we needed 12 to make it work. Enter "The Rock" who was nicknamed that not because of Dwayne Johnson but because he was "dumb as a". He knew this and it didn't bother him. No one really liked him because he was a Grade A Moron but he fit the criteria that we needed: someone to pay rent. The Rock had a late 90's model white Saturn sedan that he treated like a goddamn Ferrari. He washed that thing all the time. It had leather seats. It was ridiculous.
The only good features of The Rock were his love of White Castle (and bringing some home for his roommates whenever he went on a run which was nice) and, being from Maryland, he LOVED the Redskins. I mean, he was actually IN LOVE with the Redskins. We would watch games and he would stand no more than 2 feet away from the TV screaming every other play. It's probably how Cakes watches the Tribe. The day that we signed a broken down Deion Sanders might have been the best day of his life. I got home from class and he almost fucked me. I should have known right then and there that that signing was the drizzling shits. I never saw The Rock after that second year of college but I like to think that he is somewhere right now defending the Redskins name. To be fair, he was a really nice guy but a total fucking idiot. He used watch movies starring DMX. That says it all.
Let's have a good time reminiscing about awful roommates today. If there aren't numerous references to I SAID I BE LIKE LONG...dong today then I will eat my hat. And get ready for the Friday August onslaught of FFF tomorrow. It's going to be huge. Prepare yourselves to laugh at Iceman's idiocy!!!