My first roommate in the hospital peed on everything and laughed. The second called the black workers "Boy" and asked the females to give him porn. He was loud and constant. My third roommate was a wrestler who lied like a sidewalk while his wife sent him videos of her naked bum as she tried on jeans. I got the impression during his phonecalls that he didn't much like me. His mother visited every day and did questionnaires. She did one on Bad Language. "I asked the Priest about taking The Lord's Name in vain, but you gotta talk!"
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Etc.
So it's kind of a big deal not to have a roommate at all. Everything else -- the exercises, etc. -- pure gravy.
Former (better?) WP: my Bible College roommate
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What a bunch of characters!
Yeah. I'm with John Prine on this one.
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